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Pop Winans - This Train Lyrics



Pop Winans - This Train Lyrics




[ Featuring Pop Winans, the Winanaries ]

This train don't carry no gamblers, this train
This train don't carry no gamblers, this train
This train don't carry no gamblers,
No whiskey drinkers, and no high flyers
This train carry no gamblers, this train
This train is bound for glory, this train
This train is bound for glory, this train
This train is bound for glory,
Don't carry nothing, but the righteous and the holy
This train bound for glory, this train
This train don't carry no liars, this train
This train don't carry no liars, this train
This train don't carry no liars,
No hypocrites and no high flyers
This train don't carry no liars, this train
This train is built for speed, boy, this train
This train is built for speed, now, this train
This train is built for speed,
Fastest train you ever did see
Now, this train is built for speed, boy, this train
This train is solid black, oh, this train
This train is solid black, oh, this train
This train is solid black,
When you go there you don't come back
Oh, this train is built for glory, this train
This train don't fit no transportation on this train
This train don't fit no transportation on this train
This train, you know, don't fit no transportation,
No Jim Crow and no discrimination on
This train is bound for glory, this train
This train don't care if you white or black on this train
This train don't care if you white or black on this train
This train don't care if you white or black,
Everybody's treated just like a man
This train is bound for glory, this train
This train is bound for glory, this train
This train is bound for glory, this train
This train is bound for glory,
Don't carry nothing but the righteous an' a holy
This train is bound for glory, this train
This train,
This train,
This train
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This train don't carry no gamblers, this train
This train don't carry no gamblers, this train
This train don't carry no gamblers,
No whiskey drinkers, and no high flyers
This train carry no gamblers, this train
This train is bound for glory, this train
This train is bound for glory, this train
This train is bound for glory,
Don't carry nothing, but the righteous and the holy
This train bound for glory, this train
This train don't carry no liars, this train
This train don't carry no liars, this train
This train don't carry no liars,
No hypocrites and no high flyers
This train don't carry no liars, this train
This train is built for speed, boy, this train
This train is built for speed, now, this train
This train is built for speed,
Fastest train you ever did see
Now, this train is built for speed, boy, this train
This train is solid black, oh, this train
This train is solid black, oh, this train
This train is solid black,
When you go there you don't come back
Oh, this train is built for glory, this train
This train don't fit no transportation on this train
This train don't fit no transportation on this train
This train, you know, don't fit no transportation,
No Jim Crow and no discrimination on
This train is bound for glory, this train
This train don't care if you white or black on this train
This train don't care if you white or black on this train
This train don't care if you white or black,
Everybody's treated just like a man
This train is bound for glory, this train
This train is bound for glory, this train
This train is bound for glory, this train
This train is bound for glory,
Don't carry nothing but the righteous an' a holy
This train is bound for glory, this train
This train,
This train,
This train
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Writer: ROSETTA THARPE
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC

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Performed By: Pop Winans
Featuring: Pop Winans, the Winanaries
Length: 4:00
Written by: ROSETTA THARPE

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