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I've been here a month or more, stuck in this old city.
The people that have to call it home they're the ones I pity,
Lord, I'm homesick, and the blues are the only songs I ever seem to pick.
I get out and walk the street 'til I get blisters on my feet,
I'm southbound.
(What do you think about it, son?)[ guitar]I'm all right 'til late at night I'm sitting by my window,
Counting sheep but I couldn't sleep for listening to that train blow
I begin to pine when I hear that big old engine rolling down the line
I'm going back to spend some time where I can have fun if I ain't got a dime,
I'm southbound.[ guitar]Southbound! She's burnin' the ground and I don't mean maybe!
Sure I'm glad I caught this train cos I'd like to see my baby -
I've been lonesome, I long to see them hills that I come from.
Listen to the engine rattle and roar, she's taking me back home once more! I'm southbound.
(Ride it on out of here, now!)

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Arthel Lane "Doc" Watson (March 3, 1923, Deep Gap, North Carolina – May 29, 2012, Winston-Salem, North Carolina) was a guitar player, banjo player, songwriter and singer of bluegrass, folk, country, blues and gospel music. Doc played guitar in both flatpicking and fingerpicking style, but was best known for his flatpick work. His virtuosity combined with his authenticity as a mountain musician made him a highly influential figure during the folk music revival.

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