[The Engine Driver]
I'm an engine driver
On a long run, on a long run
Would I work beside her
She's a long one, such a long one
And if you don't love me, let me go!
And if you don't love me, let me go!
I'm a county lineman
On a high line, on a high line
So will be my grandson
There are power lines, in our brother lines
And if you don't love me, let me go!
And if you don't love me, let me go!
And I am a writer, writer of fictions
I am the heart that you call home
And I've written pages upon pages
Trying to rid you from my bones
My bones... my bones
I'm a money lender
I have fortunes upon fortunes
Take my hand for tender
I am tortured, ever tortured
And if you don't love me, let me go!
And if you don't love me, let me go!
And I am a writer, writer of fictions
I am the heart that you call home
And I've written pages upon pages
Trying to rid you from my bones
And I am a writer, I am all that you have...
And I've written pages upon pages
Trying to rid you from my bones
My bones... my bones
And if you don't love me, let me go!
And if you don't love me, let me go!
And if you don't love me, let me go!
And if you don't love me, let me go!
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