WellI ride on a mailtrainbaby
Can t buy a thrill.
WellI ve been up all nightbaby
Leanin on the window sill.
Wellif I die
On top of the hill
And if I don t make it
You know my baby will.
Don t the moon look goodmama
Shinin through the trees?
Don t the brakeman look goodmama
Flagging down the "Double E"?
Don t the sun look good
Goin down over the sea?
Don t my gal look fine
When she s comin after me?
Now the wintertime is coming
The windows are filled with frost.
I went to tell everybody
But I could not get across.
WellI wanna be your loverbaby
I don t wanna be your boss.
Don t say I never warned you
When your train gets lost.
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