Merle Haggard – The Silver Ghost (Guitar)

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On a cold and rainy night I was sittin' in the light

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Of my switchman shack at my post on the mountain

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The storm was pretty bad and the telephone was dead

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But it was just eleven hours till the dawn

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Then much to my surprise the telegraph jumped in the light

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As I read the code I thought could this be true

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A train was on its way headed up the mountain grade

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But she didn't have no engineer or crew

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At the other switch they tried to put her on the mountain side

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But she kept on coming up the mountain grade

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Well, I quickly doused the light to try to see into the night

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Maybe I could spot her headlight in the rain

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She was poundin' down below, I could hear her whistle blow

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And I thought Lord that's a high and mournful sound

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Then the telegraph again, there's a cave in at the mine

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And a hundred men are buried 'neath the ground

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Lord, she's coming now I see, round the bend and straight at me

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And her boiler is glowin' red as coal in hell

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The headlight switchin' wide, searchin' all the mountain side

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But the only sound she's making is a wail

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Then I recognized the train by the number and the name

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It's the Miners' Silver Ghost Old 41

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Then she vanished up the track by the lonely switchman shack

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Like a mother who was looking for her son

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Now I heard a story, how an engine went to glory

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Over fifty years ago on the same line

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It was steaming for a cave, in there were men who needed saving

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But it missed the curve and trestle near the mine

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And every now and then you'll hear a whistle on the wind

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If a mountain slides and many men are lost

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It's a high and lonely wail and searching up and down the mountain

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It's the train they call the Miners' Silver Ghost

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The train they call the Miners' Silver Ghost

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The train they call the Miners' Silver Ghost