Well i married me a wife, she's been trouble all my life
Run me out in the cold rain and snow
Rain and snow, run me out in the cold rain and snow
Well she's coming down the stairs, combin' back her yellow hair
And i ain't goin be treated this ol' way
Well she went up to her room where she sang her faithful tune
Well i'm goin where those chilly winds don't blow
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“Well my mama told me, my papa told me too,
Now my mama told me, papa told me too,
Well I shouldn't be here tryin' to sing these railroad blues.”
— Big Railroad Blues by The Grateful Dead
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