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CEverybody G7calls me Bo CI got no money but I G7hoe my row
FSome folks say I'm G7just a no good Ckind CBut I can ride for miles G7in ol' boxcar
Smoke Ccigarette butts and G7used cigars FRidin' the G7Atlantic Coastal CLine
FHear that lonesome whistle whine CSmell that tar from the Georgia pine
G7See that big moon roll Cabove G7This hobo's life is the Clife I love
FRidin' the G7Atlantic Coastal CLine FRidin' the G7Atlantic Coastal CLine
CWell I had me a woman in G7Albany CBut her rowdy ways made a G7wreck of me
And FI had to get away G7before I lost my Cmind CBut as long as this rattler G7takes me around
There Cain't one woman gonna G7tie me down FRidin' the G7Atlantic Coastal CLine
FHear that lonesome whistle whine CAlabama Caroline
G7Florida Georgia TenneCssee G7This hobo's life is the Clife for me
FRidin' the G7Atlantic Coastal CLine FRidin' the G7Atlantic Coastal CLine
CI make my coffee G7in a can But Cthis hobo ain't a G7worried man
FMornin' sun G7greets me with a Cshine CI go south when the G7trade winds blow
And CI go north where G7there ain't no snow FRidin' the G7Atlantic Coastal CLine
FHear that lonesome whistle whine CSmell that tar from the Georgia pine
G7See that great big moon Cabove G7This hobo's life is the Clife I love
FRidin' the G7Atlantic Coastal CLine FRidin' the G7Atlantic Coastal CLine
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