I’d rather be in some dark holler Where the sun don’t never shine Than to be at home alone, knowin’ that she’s gone That’d cause me to lose my mind. 
CHORUS:
 So blow your whistle freight train Take me far on down the track I’m goin’ away, I’m leavin’ today I’m a-goin’, but I ain’t comin’ back. 
I’d rather be in some dark holler Where the sun don’t never shine Than to be in this big city In a small room with you on my mind. 
CHORUS 
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