Special Lyrics - Dickey Lee

The only thing I really own is what you see me wearing on my back 

The only friends I've ever known are the kind you meet along a railroad track 

The kind you bum tobacco from and see the world through a boxcar door 

A friend who talks and makes you laugh has nothing much but gives you half 

And maybe you don't see him anymore 

Special I hear your lonesome whistle whine 

Special keep moving me on down the line 

My mackinaw's full of holes and ain't too good at keeping out the cold 

My shoes are worn as paper thin my feet can feel the cinders through the soles 

Sometimes I see a pretty girl wonder what I've missed along the way 

Once someone special wore my ring loved me more than anything 

I gave her up and caught a train one day 

Special I had a special girl on time Special keep moving me on down the line 

Special I hear your lonesome