Trains Run Lonesome

 

Trains run lonesome

I can hear 'em standin' by the tracks

They find me leavin' in the whistle

Stuck between my ears

 

There's too much missin'

And I don't listen anymore like I ought to

They tell me stories in the faces

Right before my eyes

 

            If I could pick up ev'ry foot

            And iron out ev'ry wrinkle

            I'd pack up ev'rything I stole

            And throw tonight a ticket

 

Sweet as you well

You ain't anybody's thing

You know when trains go wrong

There's somewhere to belong

 

            If I could pick up ev'ry foot

            And iron out ev'ry wrinkle

            I'd pack up ev'rything I stole

            And throw tonight a ticket

 

Sweet as you well

You ain't anybody's thing

You know when trains go wrong

There's somewhere to belong

 

(Chorus)

 

Trains run lonesome

I can hear 'em standin' by the tracks

 

                                                           

                                                                        Malcolm Holcombe

                                                                        © l994, Purple Girl Music/BMI