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Tuning: E A D G B E
CA light shines from my window FJust can't sleep no moreG7 Lord it hurts So much to be aClone
But the real men never do admit
FIt's them that might be wroG7ng At least that's what he told me in hisC song
He rode all the way to Texas
FOn an old freight CtrainG7 Didn't miss the girl he left bCehind
He rode all the way to Texas
FDidn't shed a Ctear G7letting you know That's he's the moving Ckind
The freedom that he's sings about
FGuess I'll never knoG7w Just can't shake the guilt or kill the pCain
But he lets me ride when the lights turn low
FGet on board the radio G7and take a ride To Texas on his tCrain
G7He's letting you know that he's the moving Ckind