It Takes a Lot to Laugh, It Takes a Train to Cry

Well I ride on a mailtrain baby, can’t buy a thrill
Well I been up all night baby leanin’on the windowsill
Well if I die on top of the hill
and if I don’t make it, you know my baby will
Don’t the moon look good mama, shining through the trees
Don’t the breakmen look good mama, flaggin’down the 'Double-E'
Don’t the sun look good goin’down over the sea
but don’t my gal look fine when she’s coming after me Now the wintertime is coming, the windows are filled with frost
I went to tell everybody but I could not get across
Well I wanna be your lover baby, I don’t wanna be your boss
Don’t say I never warned you when your train gets lost.