Artist: The Pogues
Song: train of love
The sun slips through the broken blinds
Through the dusty panes
And casts a shadow across the bed
Where you and I once lay
Your perfume lingers though you've gone
My poor ol' heart will break
I'm lonesome as the whistle
On the evening train
The jukebox plays a sad old song
I pray to God above
That you'll come riding back to me
On a train of love
I walk down to the station
And watch the trains go by
And stare into my coffee
Just looking for a sign
That one day you'll step off that train
And forgive me for my crimes
Take my hand and walk with me
Till the end of the line
The jukebox plays a sad old song
I pray to God above
That you'll come riding back to me
On a train of love
I never knew I was lucky
Till my luck all slipped away
I gambled with the Devil
And the Devil made me pay
My dreams never came true
Like the roses never bloomed
They withered and they died
In this empty room
The light is gone, the night is here
The day is left behind
The rumble of a distant train
Slithers through my mind
Your photograph is faded
But the memory still remains
Your eyes burn in the tail lights
On the midnight train
The jukebox plays a sad old song
I pray to God above
That you'll come riding back to me
On a train of love
The jukebox plays a sad old song
I pray to God above
That you'll come riding back to me
On a train of love
Train of love, train of love
The jukebox plays a sad old song
I pray to God above
That you'll come riding back to me
On a train of love
The jukebox plays a sad old song
I pray to God above
That you'll come riding back to me
On a train of love
Train of love, train of love, train of love
