Lyrics:

Well, I Ride On A Mailtrain, Baby,
can't Buy A Thrill.
well, I've Been Up All Night, Baby,
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.

and If I Don't Make It,
you Know My Baby Will.

now 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 Warned You
when Your Train Gets Lost.

don't Say I Never Warned You
when Your Train Gets Lost.