Midnight Train by Vince Gill
Midnight train, roll on Midnight train, roll on
Clear them tracks and keep that whistle blowin
Take this stranger on to Santa Fe It seems like
romance and danger Follow this here tall dark
stranger all along the way
Well the train was rumblin through the night
heading south to Santa Fe And in a fancy car, with
a private bar, and a personal valet There was a
bunch of cold eyed men a sittin at a poker table
Bettin hot stakes all around
Ole Louisiana Lou had a knife in his shoe, was
dealin' a hand of cards And ole Stagger Lee
Crocket had a gun in his pocket, was sweatin
bettin hard And over in the corner this Mexican
guy with two gold teeth and a patch on his eye
Took a long hard look around
And then the door flew open, the stranger walked
in and said don't ya'll get excited I know
this here's a private game, and I know I
wasn't invited But I got a roll that'd choke a
mule I'm just about a big enough fool to lay it
all right down
And everybody nodded as the stranger took his seat
He knew this bunch of cutthroat's would be
mighty hard to beat As the stranger knew then the
toughest two by far were where he sat Was a pot
belly fellow from south Alabama, and a dude in a
black felt hat
Midnight Train, roll on Midnight Train, roll on
Well clear them tracks and keep that whistle
blowin Take this stranger on to Santa Fe It seems
like romance and danger Follow this here tall dark
stranger all along the way
Well the stranger sat down he looked around at all
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