Well it's so hard to listen to these trains

Outside my window here it comes again

And it's calling me begging me follow me down the track

And it moans so dark and low baby ain't comin' back Well I refuse to believe it could happen to me and you

But it's lonesome and it's hard and it's true I got this whiskey to take care of my lips

I got these long cool steel strings at my fingertips

I ain't got nothing, I ain't got nothing to soothe my aching soul

Except this screeching and screaming iron to tell me where I ought to go Well I refuse to believe it could happen to me and you

But it's lonesome and it's hard and it's true And I hear the train sigh and idle down below

Why your love is so sweet and while is something I'll never know And it sounds like crying and it sounds like letting go

Oh breathing and lying sinking and dying slow

And I watch from my window touching the cold glass sky

And as the train rolls down the track I say, Goodbye You wanna [Incomprehensible]

'Cause I wanna know

I wanna, wanna, wanna know

People wanna know, people wanna know

No no no no no no no no no

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