In The Pines


A long steel rail and a short cross-tie, I'm on my way back home
In the pines, in the pines
Where the sun never shines
And I shiver when the cold wind blows

Little girl, little girl
What have I done to make you treat me so?
You caused me to weep and you caused me to moan
So I stripped all the meat from your bones
In the pines, in the pines
Where the sun never shines
And I shiver when the cold wind blows
In the pines, in the pines
Where the sun never shines
And I shiver when the cold wind blows

The longest train that I ever saw was on that Graveyard Line
The engine passed at Six O'clock, and the cab' went by at midnight
In the pines, in the pines
Where the sun never shines
And I shiver when the cold wind blows
In the pines, in the pines
Where the sun never shines
And I shiver when the cold wind blows

The only girl that I ever loved is on that train and gone
She lies in repose in the funeral car, and she's there 'cause she done me wrong
In the pines, in the pines
Where the sun never shines
And I shiver when the cold wind blows
In the pines, in the pines
Where the sun never shines
And I shiver when the cold wind blows

'lectric chair is a'warmin' for dawn and their savin' me a place
Gee but the graveyard's a lonesome spot,
Lay ya back and throw the mud down in yer face
In the pines, in the pines
Where the sun never shines
And I shiver when the cold wind blows
In the pines, in the pines
Where the sun never shines
And I shiver when the cold wind blows (repeat ad nauseum)



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