Lyrics:

I ride a mail train, baby
I can't buy a thrill
And I've been up from all night, baby
Leanin' on my window sill

Well, now if I die
On top of the hill
I might not make it far
You know my baby will

Oh, don't the moon look good, girl
Shinin' down through the trees?
And don't that old brakeman look good, girl
Flagging down the 'Double E'?

And don't the sun look good
Goin' down over the sea?
And don't my baby look so fine
When she's comin' after me?

The wintertime is coming now
The windows are filled right up with frost
So I went out to tell everybody
But I could not get across

Well, I wanna be your lover
I don't wanna be your boss
Don't you say I never warned you
When your train gets lost
And don't say I never warned you
When your train gets lost