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Duquesne Whistle

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Intro:
                

                

            

                

                

                           
Listen to that Duquesne whistle blowing
                                   
Blowing like it's gonna sweep my world away
                                   
I wanna stop at Carmangale and keep on going
                                 
That Duquesne train gon' rock me night and day
                   
You say I'm a gambler, you say I'm a pimp
                  
 But I ain't neither one
                            
Listen to that Duquesne whistle blowing
                    
Sounding like it's on a final run

       

                            
Listen to that Duquesne whistle blowing
                       
Blowing like she's never blown before
                           
Look like blinking, red light blowing
                                 
Blowing like she's at my chamber door
                              
You smiling through the fence at me
                           
Just like you always smiled before
                             
Listen to that Duquesne whistle blowing
                           
Blowing like she ain't gonna blow no more

                

                                        
Can't you hear that Duquesne whistle blowing
                                
Blowing like the sky is gonna blow apart
                                 
You're the only thing alive that keeps me going
                        
You're like a tie bound to my hear
                            
I can hear a sweet voice gently calling
                       
Must be the mother of our Lord
                            
Listen to that Duquesne whistle blowing
                   
Blowing like my woman's on   board

          

                             
Listen to that Duquesne whistle blowing
                                          
Blowing like it's gonna blow my blues away
                                       
You old rascal, I know exactly where you're going
                                  
I'll leave you there myself at the break of day
   
I wake up every morning 
          
with that woman at my breast
                          
Everybody's telling me she's gone to my head
                             
Listen to that Duquesne whistle blowing
                      
Blowing like it's gonna kill me dead

            

               

                                  
Can't you hear that Duquesne whistle blowing
                      
Blowing through another no good town
                             
The lights of my native land are glowing
                             
I wonder if they'll know me next time around
                                    
I wondered if that old oak tree's still standing
                                   
That old oak tree, the one we used to climb
                           
Listen to that Duquesne whistle blowing
                          
Blowing like she's blowing right on time



               

## Credits

DYLAN BOB © SONY/ATV MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC