With a suitcase in my hand It had two lights on behind Well I followed her, to the station Yeah, I followed her to the station Whoa, it's hard to tell, it's hard to tell When all your love's in vain When the train, come in the station I looked her in the

This house was built to stand the strain Now at last, we fall together We've been through it all together Ooh, I never stopped lovin' you When the money was short And dreams were shattered Faith in love was all That pulled us through I never stopped

How you gonna make it right? Gonna make it right Hop on the train to nowhere baby Don't you wanna hitch a ride? Lights go out and your head starts spinning Someone got you hypnotized Down on the chain, your bad tuxedo Brother can you spare a dime? Count

Well I woke up this mornin' it was drizzlin' rain Around the curve come a passenger train Heard somebody yodel and a hobo moan Jimmy he's dead he's been a long time gone Been a long time gone a long time gone If you wanna get to heaven gotta D-I-E you

But if you want the answers, From a post up high, From where you see the ships afar, From a well trained eye, The waves all keep on crashing by, If you are the light post, Then you own the working class, You better give a piece of ass,

'Cause I can't stop loving you I can't stop loving you No, I can't stop loving you That I was lying Though I try So you're leaving In the morning On the early train I could say everything's alright

Throw my hand on a blade for ya (yeah, yeah) I'd jump in front of a train for ya (yeah, yeah) You know I'd do anything for ya (yeah, yeah) But you won't do the same Gave you all I had and you tossed it in the trash 'Cause what you don't understand Is I'd

You never gonna change me I was already changin' I was wrong they say Flowers in the garden that won't grow Flowers on the train, it's not the same Flowers in the garden Life won't grow if we never change I'm missin'

The day before you came Must have left my house at eight, because I always do My train, I'm certain, left the station just when it was due I must have read the morning paper going into town And having gotten through the editorial, no doubt I must have

Hey, momma rock me Rock me momma any way you feel Rock me momma like a south bound train So rock me momma like a wagon wheel Rock me momma like the wind and the rain Heading down south to the land of the pines I'm thumbing my way into North Caroline