Lyrics:

Theres A Spanish Train That Runs Between
guadalquivir And Old Seville
and At Dead Of Night The Whistle Blows
and People Hear Shes Running Still

and Then They Hush Their Children Back To Sleep
lock The Doors, Upstairs They Creep
for It Is Said That The Souls Of Dead
fill That Train Ten Thousand Deep

well A Railwayman Lay Dying With His People By His Side
his Family Were Crying Knelt In Prayer Before He Died
but Above His Bed Just A-Waiting For The Dead
was The Devil With A Twinkle In His Eye
well Gods Not Around And Look What Ive Found
this Ones Mine

just Then The Lord Himself Appeared In A Blinding Flash Of Light
and Shouted At The Devil Get Thee Hence To Endless Night
but The Devil Just Grinned And Said I May Have Sinned
but Theres No Need To Push Me Around
i Got Him First So You Can Do Your Worst
hes Going Underground

but I Think Ill Give You One More Chance
said The Devil With A Smile
so Throw Away That Stupid Lance
its Really Not Your Style
joker Is The Name Poker Is The Game
well Play Right Here On This Bed
and Then Well Bet For The Biggest Stakes Yet
the Souls Of The Dead

and I Said Look Out Lord Hes Going To Win
the Sun Is Down And The Night Is Riding In
that Train Is Dead On Time Many Souls Are On The Line
oh Lord, Hes Going To Win

well The Railwayman He Cut The Cards
and He Dealt Them Each A Hand Of Five
and For The Lord He Was Praying Hard
or That Train Hed Have To Drive
well The Devil He Had Three Aces And A King
and The Lord He Was Running For A Straight
he Had The Queen And The Knave And Nine And Ten Of Spades
all He Needed Was The Eight

and Then The Lord He Called For One More Card
but He Drew The Diamond Eight
and The Devil Said To The Son Of God
i Believe Youve Got It Straight
so Deal Me One For The Time Has Come
to See Wholl Be The King Of This Place
btu As He Spoke From Beneath His Cloak
he Slipped Another Ace....

ten Thousand Souls Was The Opening Bit
and It Soon Went Up To Ninety-Five
but The Lord Didnt See What The Devil Did
and He Said That Suits Me Fine
ißll Raise You High To A Hundred And Five
and Forever Put An End To Your Sins
but The Devil Let Out A Mighty Shout My Hand Wins

and I Said Lord Oh Lord You Let Him Win....

well That Spanish Train Still Runs Between
guadalquivir And Old Seville
and At Dead Of Night The Whistle Blows
and People Fear Shes Running Still...
and Far Away In Some Recess
the Lord And The Devil Are Now Playing Chess
the Devils Still Cheats And Wins More Souls
and As For The Lord, Well, Hes Just Doing His Best