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Written by: Mark Brine

1. As a boy ... I’d lie awake ‘n listen ’til the hour late
To hear the trains droning whistle pierce the night
‘N I’d dream away of how one day I would wander far away
Into the world ... out beyond that dim moon lite

Lo-o-o-o-nesome whistles
Reaching through the night
Calling me to follow (ramble) ... those ...
Lo-o-o-o-nesome whistles

2. And, as a I grew ... I always knew it was something I must do
Like a calling in my soul’s most inner ear
“N tho the noises of this life try hard to drown out
What I know is right ...
Beyond it them all ... I can always somehow hear ... those

©1993 Miss Rebecca Music (ASCAP)