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on that distant lonesome train
Go on let s ride, well the devil is my driver, pouring rain
crying out in pain
go on let s ride
Crying out in pain, on that distant lonesome train, on a traveling cannonball
On that distant lonesome train, when i hear that cold wind howl, on the distant lonesome train
on a distant lonesome train
Oh i hear those drums out in the field, on a traveling cannonball, oh that distant lonesome train
Burning coal turns to flame, on that distant lonesome train
When i hear that cold wind howl, on that distant lonesome train, on that distant lonesome train
on that distant lonesome train
Oh i hear those drums out in the field, go on let s ride
Go on let s ride, oh i hear my baby s voice call my name Bonamassa, on that distant lonesome train
Crying out in pain, on that distant lonesome train
well the devil is my driver
When i hear that cold wind howl, a passenger without a name Distant, her spirit calls me from the barren ground
Crying out in pain, a passenger without a name, burning coal turns to flame
Oh that distant lonesome train, oh i hear those drums out in the field, on that distant lonesome train
On that distant lonesome train, so take me down to the gates of hell
Oh i hear those drums out in the field, on that distant lonesome train
On that distant lonesome train, well the devil is my driver, pouring rain
On that distant lonesome train, on that distant lonesome train
go on let s ride
on that distant lonesome train
on that distant lonesome train
Burning coal turns to flame, on that distant lonesome train Bonamassa, on that distant lonesome train