Текст песни Hank Williams - The Old Log Train
Hank Williams - The Old Log Train слова песни
Hank williams sr.(d) if you will listen a (g) song I will (d) singAbout my daddy who ran a log (a) trainWay (d) down in the southland in (g) old ala- (d) bamWe lived in a place that they (a) call chatmantown.And late in the evening when the sun was lowWay off in the distance you could hear the train blowThe boys would come runnin and mamma would sing,"get the supper on the table here comes the log train".Every morning at the break of dayHed grab his lunch bucket and be on his wayIn winter or summer, sunshine or rainEvery mornin hed run that old log train.A sweatin and swearin all day longShoutin "git-up there oxen, keep movin along,Load îer up boys îcause it looks like rain,Ive got get rollin this old log train.This story happened a long time agoThe log train is silent, God called daddy to goBut when I get to heaven to always remainIll listen for the whistle of the old log train.