Well, she comes out at night with the cold winds of December
When it's quiet you can hear her engines cry
Smoke pours out her wheels and her gears pat the steel
As they carry her on down the line
Now I'm sure you've heard stories as most of us have
At the lunch counter and barbershop queues
She's the ghost of Virginia running from Raleigh to Richmond
And she runs by the light of the moon
A few years back on the old Suffolk road
Where it crosses the abandoned rail line
My grandpa claimed that he saw a freight train
And it wasn't no streak stream line
She was cold black and steel
And she screamed as she cut her way up through the street
Through the pines
And he swears to this day he can feel the earth shake
And smell her smoke when the wind is just right
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I can't

She was a real working horse
Hauling coal out for her old man ward
They dressed her up in ribbons and sent her out of Richmond
Hauling soldiers dear in the war
Some claim she wrecked and she rides these rails
Hoping one day that she'll get it right
Others say she roams out picking up lost souls
And carrying her around the world

Carrying them down to Carolina
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So if you're ever out on the old Suffolk road
And you see the strangest of sights
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She's the ghost of Virginia
Running from Raleigh to Richmond
And you best stay out of her light
Yeah, you best stay out of her light
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She's the ghost of Virginia