Oh hear that train calling out my name. tellin' me she's leavin', and wonderin' why she came. Every mornin' passes right through this lonely town, I never have to worry, she never lets me down.
(CHORUS) Oh yes, I believe-- one day I'll throw away the past and to her I will cleave. Oh yes, she's my dream-- she's my lover on wheels, how I love to hear her sing.
As the early mornin' paper gets thrown against the door, a heart cries for leaving-- but too late once more. Far away I hear her, oh that lonely sound-- crying out to another, in another lonely town.
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