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Introducción:
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Well the old iron trail is a railroad track it runs all over our land
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And I had traveled every foot of it before I was a man
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My daddy told me stories he told me some pretty wild tales
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Of long ago when he was a beau and traveled the old iron trail
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And he said well there ain't no sofas in a boxcar there ain't no feather bed
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There ain't no carpet for your feet no pillows to lay your head
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There ain't no milk and honey there ain't no beer and ale
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Life is hell the bread is stale out on the old iron trail
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Well I'm just like my daddy there's hobo blood in me
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And that old iron trail that he knew so well soon was a-callin' me
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I traveled all over this country over ever hill and dale
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Riding on an old boxcar I traveled the old iron trail
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I want'cha to know there ain't no sofas in a boxcar there ain't no feather bed
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There ain't no carpet for your feet no pillows to lay your head
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There ain't no milk and honey there ain't no beer and ale
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Life is hell the bread is stale out on the old iron trail
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Yeah there ain't no milk and honey there ain't no beer and ale
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Life is hell the bread is stale out on the old iron trail