Uncle Sam is calling, honey and I must go
Uncle Sam is calling, honey and I must go
I'm gonna miss you baby, every day you know

For twelve long months I'll keep you on my mind
For twelve long months I'll keep you on my mind
You might as well be laughing as ringing your hands and crying

I see that train-a comin' I can hear that whistle blow
I see that train-a comin' I can hear that whistle blow
So good bye baby, gotta pack my clothes and go

Uncle Sam, Uncle Sam I hear you calling me
Uncle Sam, Uncle Sam I hear you calling me
And I'm leaving today, leaving on that ol' IC*


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*InterCity train