gather round the corner, half a mile from here
see those long trains running and watch them disappear
whitout love, where you would you be now
whitout love…………..
know i saw mr Lucy, down along the traks
she lost her home and family and wan’t be coming back
whitout love, where would you be now
whitout love…………….
got the illinois central ad, the southern central freight
got keep on pushing mama you know they’re running late
whitout love where you would be right now
without love………..
well pistons keep on turning and wheels go round and round
and steel rare blak gold hard and the miles as they go down
whitout love where would you be right now
without love…………………..
where would you be now……
Doobie Brothers, The
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