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Elizabeth Cotten - Freight Train
(by kessingland)

Freight train, freight train, going so fast
Freight train, freight train, going so fast
Please don’t tell what train I’m on
So they won’t know where I’ve gone

When I am dead and in my grave
No more good times here I’ll crave
Place the stones at my head and feet
And tell them all that I’m gone to sleep

When I die, lord, bury me deep
Way down on old Chestnut Street
So I can hear old Number Nine
As she comes rolling by

Elizabeth “Libba” Cotten (January 5, 1895 – June 29, 1987)

I lost it when she plays the little walking bass line with her pinky. Not only is she 100x better at guitar than me, she’s also playing a right hand strung guitar upside down.