Artist: doc watson
Song: that train that carried my girl from town
Where were you when the train left town?
I'se standing on the corner with my head hung down.
Hey that train, carried my girl from town,
Hey-yay, yea, hey-yay.
I wish to the Lord that train would wreck,
Kill the engineer and break the fireman's neck.
Hey that train, carried my girl from town,
Hey-yay, yea, hey-yay.
Rations on the table, coffee's gettin' cold,
Some dirty rounder stole my jelly roll.
Hey that train, carried my girl from town,
Hey-yay, yea, hey-yay.
There goes my girl, somebody bring her back,
'Cause she's got her hand in my money sack.
Hey that train, carried my girl from town,
Hey-yay, yea, hey-yay.
Ah, she's rollin' on down the line now,
(spoken)
Ashes to ashes and dust to dust,
Lord show me a woman that a man can trust.
Hey that train, carried my girl from town,
Hey-yay, yea, hey-yay.
Enough to make a man lonely. Oh yeah!
This is the way she sounded when she went outta hearin'. (spoken)
