And I don't know where I'm
going.
I just want to be left alone.
Well, when this train ends
I'll try again,
But I'm leaving my woman at
home.
(chorus)
Tuesday's gone with the wind.
Tuesday's gone with the wind.
Tuesday's gone with the wind.
My woman's gone with the wind.
Train roll on many miles from
my home,
See, I'm riding my nlues away.
Tuesday, you see, she had
to be free
But somehow I've got to carry
on.
(chorus)
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