Written by Brewer and Shipley
One toke over the line, sweet Jesus, one toke over the line
Sitting downtown in a railway station, one toke over the line
Waiting for the train that goes home, sweet Mary, hoping that the train is on time
Sitting downtown in a railway station, one toke over the line
Who do you love, I hope it’s me?
I’ve been changing, as you can plainly see
I felt the joy and I learned about the pain, and my mama said
If I should choose to make it part of me, would surely strike me dead
And now I’m
One toke over the line, sweet Jesus, one toke over the line
Sitting downtown in a railway station, one toke over the line
Waiting for the train that goes home, sweet Mary, hoping that the train is on time
Sitting downtown in a railway station, one toke over the line
I sail away, a country mile
And now I m returning, and showing off my smile
I met all the girls and I loved myself a few, and to my surprise,
like everything else that I’ve been through, they opened up my eyes
And now I’m
One toke over the line, sweet Jesus, one toke over the line
Sitting downtown in a railway station, one toke over the line
Waiting for the train that goes home, sweet Mary, hoping that the train is on time
Sitting downtown in a railway station, one toke over the line
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