Lyrics:

Well, I ride on a mail train, babe, can't buy a thrill
I've been up all night, leanin' on a window sill
Well, if I don't make it to the top of the hill
If I don't make it, you know my baby will

And them 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

Don't say I never warned you
When your train gets lost

Hey, I wanna be your lover, baby
I don't wanna be your boss
Don't say I never warned you
Now when your train gets lost