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’ve been up all night
Leanin' on the window sill
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
Shinin' through the trees?
Don’t the brakeman look good, mama
Flagging down the «Double E»?
Don’t the sun look good
Going down over the sea?
But don’t my gal look fine
When she’s comin' after me?
Well, 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 wanted you
When your train gets lost