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Come all you jol-ly rail-road men

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and I'll sing you if I can,

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Of the trials and trib-u-la-tions 

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of a god-less rail-road man.

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Who start-ed out from Den-ver,

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his for-tune to make grow.

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And struck the Or-e-gon Short Line

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Way out in I-da-ho.

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Way out in I-da-ho.

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Way out in I-da-ho.

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A work-in on the nar-row gauge way

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Way out in I-da-ho.

verse 2
I was roaming around in Denver
one luckless rainy day,
When Kilpatrick's man, Catcher,
stepped up to me and did say,
I'll lay you down five dollars
as quickly as I can
And you'll hurry up and cathe the train,
she's starting for Cheyenne.

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verse 3
He laid me down five dollars,
like many another man,
And I started for the depot
as happy as a clam;
When I got to Pocatello,
my troubles began to grow,
A-wading through the sagebrush
in frost and rain and snow.

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verse 4
When I go to American Falls,
it was there I met Fat Jack.
He said he kept a hotel 
in a dirty canvas shack.
We heaar you are a stranger
and perhaps your funds are low.
Well, yonder stands my hotel tent,
the best in Idaho.

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verse 5
I followed my conductor 
into his hotel tent,
And for one square and hearty meal 
I paid him my last cent;
But Jack's a jolly fellow,
and you'll always find him so,
A-workin' on the narrow-gauge
way out in Idaho.

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verse 6
They put me to work next morning
with a cranky cuss called Bill,
They said if I didn't like it
I could taky my shirt and go,
And they'd keep my blanket
for my board way out in Idaho.

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verse 7
It filled my heart with pita
as I walked along the track,
To see so many old bummers
with their turkeys on their backs.
They said the work was heavy
and the grum they couldn't go,
Around Kilpatrick's tables
way out in Idaho.

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verse 8
But now I'm well and happy,
down in the harvest camps,
And there I will continue
till I make a few more stamps.
I'll go down to New Mexico 
And I'll marry the girl I know,
And I'll buy me a horse and buggy
And go back to Idaho.

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