Lyrics

MARK BRINE: vocals, guitar
TIM ROPER: fiddle/violin
DOCK MURDOCK: dobro
GARY RICHARD: bass
PRODUCED by MARK BRINE
WRITER: Mark Brine
PUBLISHER: ©1993 Miss Rebecca Music (ASCAP)
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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

Chorus:
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 them all I can always somehow hear those

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