Haybo Traveler
Copyright A.G.Twanger AKA Andy Glanzman 4.22.13
INTRO
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That steel wheeled black snake, keeps a calling me
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I hear her white steam whistle sound
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Please Mr. Brakeman, crank up those shoes
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Its time to leave this Shantytown
That side door boxcar keeps a rolling on
Tonight she’ll be my happy home
Kind hearted watchman, Please let me go
This vagabond he’s got to roam
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Jumped on that train in Reno
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And rode er down to Santa fee
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This roving boy can’t get enough
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Of that great iron road highway
That shanty queen she played a blind panhandler
Became my sister on the road
On those cold nights… she turned to gambler
A queen of hearts is what she showed
We rode the rails to Haybo
Ate stacks of bones and angel food
We got our kicks on Gandy Gumbo
And that corn likka that she brewed
INSTRUMENTAL
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BRIDGE
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We left the switchyard in Sandusky
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That signal light, and whistle blew
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We rode em high, We rode together
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On that dead head home to Kalamazoo
That old freightliner she’s a cannon ball
5 miles away still hear her song
That freedom flyer, please ring your bell
You are the home where I belong
Flew with the birds to Shreveport
That’s where my sister said good-bye
That fine streamliner, went like the wind
I never asked her reason why
This iron coal train keeps a rolling
Can’t stop that sprit flying high
This roving boy can’t get enough
Of that haybo jungle in the sky
Slow
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This roving boy can’t get enough
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Of that that haybo jungle.. by and by
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