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Cheryl's
Going Home
The thunder cracks against the night, The dark explodes with a yellow light,
The railroad sign is flashing bright, The people stare but I don't care,
My flesh is cold against my bones, And Cheryl's going home. Can you
hear me shouting in the rain? Is there a way to stop the train? I've got
some reasons to explain, About the way I was today, The whistle moans
and I'm alone, And Cheryl's going home. Send a roving special down
the line, I'm running desperately behind, There's only one thing on my
mind, As the rain and tears are in my eyes, The things I have to say will
not be known, And Cheryl's going home. She's going home tonight ok,
I'm running down the train tracks, Lost because she's gone away oh yeah,
Cheryl baby I love you, And all the things you've ever done for me that's
true. Then I see that look in your eyes,
My God I'm sad now, paralysed, You're going away, I'd hope you were
gonna say, I'm so sad you're going away, 'Cause that train, That bloody
train, Is going chuff chuff chuff chuff chuff down the track, It's going
chuff chuff chuff chuff chuff down the track, And Cheryl is going home,
Cheryl is going home, Cheryl is going home tonight. The
thunder cracks against the night, The dark explodes with a yellow light,
The railroad sign is flashing bright, The people stare but I don't care,
My flesh is cold against my bones, And darling Cheryl's going home.
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