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**(Verse 1)** The sun hadn’t crested the smokestack line When the yardmaster called out the loading time Got a car full of iron, a car full of stone And a heavy load for a working man’s bone My hands are calloused, my boots are thin But we’ll roll it all out, let the old wheels spin...

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