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Feeling humble,
heard a rumble,
on the railway track.
and when I hear the whistle blow.
I'll walk away and you won't know,
that I'll be crying.

Cause I can't stop loving you.
I can't stop loving you.
No I won't stop loving you.
Why should I?

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