Ooh
Ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
This train, Lord, Lord
This train don′t carry no gamblers, this train (This train)
This train don't carry no gamblers, this train (This train)
This train don′t carry no gamblers
Crap shooters and midnight ramblers
(Lord, Lord) Lord, Lord, this train (This train)
This train goes on to glory, this train (This train)
This train goes on to glory, this train (This train)
This train goes on to glory, no one can ride it but the pure and holy
(Lord, Lord) Lord, Lord, this train (This train)
Now I put my foot on the golden ship
The ship done left this shore
And I'm going away to the angels
And I ain't coming back no more
This train don′t pull no liars, this train (This train)
This train don′t pull no liars, this train (This train)
This train don't pull no liars, no false pretenders and backbiters
(Lord, Lord) Lord, Lord, this train (This train)
This train, this train, this train
This train, this train, this train
Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord, this train
Yes, this train goes on to glory, this train (This train)
This train goes on to glory, this train (This train)
This train goes on to glory, no one can ride it but the pure and holy
(Lord, Lord) Lord, Lord, this train (This train)
Now the Lord made Satan and Satan made sin
Lord made a hole and He put Satan in
Lord made Heaven and Earth in six days
Rested from labor and taught us how to pray
This train don′t pull no gamblers, this train (This train)
This train don't pull no gamblers, this train (This train)
This train don′t pull no gamblers, no
Four-day creepers and midnight ramblers
(Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord) This train
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