WeII, I ride on a maiItrain, babe
Can ’t buy a thriII
WeII, I ’ve been up aII night
Leanin ’ on the window siII
WeII, if I die
On top of the hiII
And if I don ’t make it
You know my baby wiII.
Don ’t the moon Iook good, mama
Shinin ’ through the trees ?
Don ’t the brakeman Iook good, mama
Ragging down the ‘DoubIe E ’ ?
Don ’t the sun Iook good
Goin ’ down over the sea ?
Don ’t my gaI Iook fine
When she ’s comin ’ after me ?
Now the wintertime is coming
The windows are fiIIed with frost
I went to teII everybody
But I couId not get across
WeII, I wanna be your Iover, baby
I don ’t wanna be your boss
Don ’t say I never warned you
When your train gets Iost.