Charley Pride Atlantic Coastal Line Letras:
Everybody calls me Bo I got no money but I hold my row
Some folks say I'm just a no good kind
But I can ride for miles in old boxcar smoke cigarettes butts and used cigars
Ridin' the Atlantic Coastal Line
Hear that lonesome whistle whine smell that tar from the Georgia pines
See that big moon roll above this hobo's life is the life I love
Ridin' the Atlantic Coastal Line
Ridin' the Atlantic Coastal Line

Well I had me a woman in Albany but her rowdy way's made a wreck of me
I had to get away before I lost my mind
As long as this rattler takes me around there ain't one woman gonna tie me down
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Ridin' the Atlantic Coastal Line
Hear that lonesome whistle whine Alabama,
Caroline Florida, Georgia, Tennessee this hobo's life is the life for me
Ridin' the Atlantic Coastal Line
Ridin' the Atlantic Coastal Line
I make my coffee in a can, this hobo ain't a worried man
Morning sun greets me with a shine
I go south when the trade winds blow and I go north where there ain't no snow
Ridin' the Atlantic Coastal Line
Hear that lonesome whistle whine smell that tar from the Georgia pines
See that great big moon above this hobo's life is the life I love
Ridin' the Atlantic Coastal Line
Ridin' the Atlantic Coastal Line
Ridin' the Atlantic Coastal Line
Ridin' the Atlantic Coastal Line
Letras: Atlantic Coastal Line Charley Pride [final]