Train

TRAIN

CHORUS
Train I hear you coming
Moaning like a lover soft and low
Train your whistle taunts me
As you come and you go

VERSE 1
My bones lie underneath this creek bed
I’ve been dead for hundreds of years
But my spirit lives on in these mountains
This water cannot wash away my tears

CHORUS
Train I hear you coming
Moaning like a lover soft and low
Train your whistle taunts me
As you come and you go

VERSE 2
I’m half-breed of a Scotch-Irish father
And my Maw was a proud Cherokee
And I tried making peace with my white brothers
But one of them has murdered me

CHORUS
Train I hear you coming
Moaning like a lover soft and low
Train your whistle taunts me
As you come and you go

CHORUS
Train I hear you coming
Moaning like a lover soft and low
Train your whistle taunts me
As you come and you go
As you come and you go

© 2014 Denise Reagan/Songs of Arabesque (ASCAP)
Tim May/Priest May Music (BMI)