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 And 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 wild 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 want to take me home And I wanna go I wanna, wanna, wanna go People wanna know, people wanna know Take, take, take, take me home