Train Song

I guess the train’s a-coming
I guess the train’s a-coming
I see the smoke there in the sky but I hear no sound
Although I press my ear right down, down to the ground
I feel the train a-coming
I feel the train a-coming
Will my lover be on time, will she be there?
Or is it over and my days bound to despair?
Oh — I’m waiting for the 9 :55…
Oh — I’m waiting for the 9 :55…
I hear the train a-coming
I hear the train a-coming
The shuffle of its beat works like a charm
I know she races towards me, into my arms
I see the train a-coming
I see the engine running
But all windows of the wagon remain closed
I guess it must not be the right train, I suppose…
Oh — I’m waiting for the 9 :55…
Oh — I’m waiting for the 9 :55…
As I wait another day, the cold wind blows
As I wait another day, the cold wind blows