I'd like to say that the red line got lost
That it wasn't me
But I'm too damn far away from tornado alley
My father and his father were strong men
Not strong enough to keep me from running off to Boston

Momma always said: Devil'll meet you at the railroad tracks
I ain't seen nothin' but subways here in Boston
Momma always said: Devil'll meet you at the willow tree
I ain't seen none of those but the sidewalk
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I'd like to say that I never think about little things, see
That'd be a tall tale bigger than any one I could raise
My father and his father were comforting men
But around here, he'd have to be tucked in
But won't they tread?

Momma always said: Devil'll meet you at the railroad tracks
I ain't seen nothin' but subways here in Boston
Momma always said: Devil'll meet you at the willow tree
I ain't seen none of those but the sidewalk
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No railroad tracks, no willow tree
No railroad tracks, no willow tree
No railroad tracks, no willow tree
No railroad tracks, no willow tree

Momma always said: Devil'll meet you at the railroad tracks
I ain't seen nothin' but subways here in Boston
Momma always said: Devil'll meet you at the willow tree
I ain't seen none of those but the sidewalk
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