I drive a mail train, Mama
Can't buy a thrill
I've been up all night, Mama
Leanin' on the window sill
If I die on top of the hill
I don't make it
You know my baby will
Don't the moon look good
Shinin' through the trees?
Don't the brakeman look good, mama
Flagging down the Double E?
Don't the sun look fine
Setting down over the sea?
Don't my gal look fine?
She's runnin' after me
Wintertime is coming
Windows are filled with frost
I tried to tell everybody
Could not get across
I wanna be your lover, baby
I don't wanna be your boss
Don't say warned you
When your train gets lost
Don't say I never warned you
When your train gets lost

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