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Introducción:
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Do you hear that whistle down the line
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I figure that it's engine number fortynine
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She's the only one that'll sound that way
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On the Atchison, Topeka and the Santa Fe All aboard, she's on her way
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See the old smoke risin' round the bend
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I reckon that she knows she's gonna meet a friend
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Folks around these parts kept the time of day
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From the Atchison, Topeka and the Santa Fe
Bridge one
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Here she comes whoo whoo oowhoo oo whoo whoo whoo.
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Hey, Jim, ya better get the rig
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Oowhoo whoo oowhoo whoo whoo
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She's got a list of passengers that's mighty big
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And they'll all want lifts to Brown's Hotel
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'Cause lots of them been travelin' for quite a spell
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All the way from Philadelpheyeaye
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On the Atchison, Topeka and the Santa Fe
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Back in Ohio where I come from
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I've done a lot of dreamin' and I've travell'd some
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But I never thought I'd see the day
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When I ever took a ride on the Santa Fe
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I would lean across my window sill
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And hear the whistle echoin' across the hill
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Then I'd watch the lights till they fade away
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On the Atchison, Topeka and the Santa Fe
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What a thrill with the wheels asingin' "westward ho"
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From the day I heard them start
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'Cross the Kansas plains from New Mexico
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I guess I've got a little gypsy in my heart
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When I'm old and grey and settled down
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If I ever get a chance to sneak away from town
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Then I'll spend my busman's holiday
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On the Atchison, Topeka and the Santa Fe
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