Last train to nowhere

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1. I’m on the last train to nowhere, I can hear that whistle blow,

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and the chances are that I’ll go where all the saints and sinners go.

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I’ve only got a one-way ticket, so I never will return,

but there’ll be no tears in the after years,

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‘cause there’s no one left to yearn.

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2. Been in peculiar places, in countries near and far,

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by boat and train and big jet plane, by bus and touring car.

A

I’ve done my time in the cooler, a cell in a country jail,

it is lonesome there but it can’t compare

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with a seat on the nowhere mail.

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3. When bugles blew in wartime I joined them over there,

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I did my best, I had no rest, but I didn’t really care.

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I never was good at shootin’, ‘cause I didn’t care to kill,

oh, but my very best mate met a soldier’s fate,

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now he lies on nowhere hill.

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4. I’m on the last train to nowhere and there’s no one on the brick,

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just a whistle loud and a smoky shroud on the final trip I take.

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I’m on the last to nowhere, the train that’s never late,

but no more hails and nowhere mails,

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it’s going through the Pearly Gate. + repeat verse 1

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+ oh, there’s no one left to yearn. (capo 2nd) (Slim Dusty)