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Williams Hank On The Evening Train

ON THE EVENING TRAIN WRITERS HANK WILLIAMS, AUDREY WILLIAMS The baby's eyes are red from weeping It's little heart is filled with pain And Daddy cried

Hank williams sr. (d) if you will listen a (g) song I will (d) sing About my daddy who ran a log (a) train Way (d) down in the southland in (g) old ala

let me down, don't let me down Keep my feet on the ground, keep my feet on the ground Keep my feet on the ground And on that Friday evening got to slip

's a roadside jam playin' on the edge of town In a town called Paradise near the ancient highway When the train whistle blows All the sadness that Hank Williams

's a roadside jam playin' on the edge of town In a town called Paradise near the ancient highway When the train whistle blows All the sadness that Hank Williams

There's a roadside jam playin' on the edge of town In a town called Paradise near the ancient highway When the train whistle blows All the sadness that Hank Williams

There's a roadside jam playin' on the edge of town In a town called Paradise near the ancient highway When the train whistle blows All the sadness that Hank Williams