Lonesome Whistle by Beck
I was riding number 9, heading south from Caroline
I heard that lonesome whistle blowin'
I got in trouble, had to roam, left my gal and left my
home
I heard that lonesome whistle blowin'
Just a kid acting smart, I went and broke my darlin's
heart
I guess I was too young to know
They took me off the Georgia main, locked me to a ball
and chain
I heard that lonesome whistle blowin'
All alone I bear the shame, I'm a number not a name
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