Waiting For An Old Friend

I've been waitin' at the station, for the dearest old friend of mine, but his train was due here long ago, and it's already bout quarter past nine...

But who knows, he'd say, how people's tracks may change, and the wind too I know it knows his name,

but the time it's getting later now -- I don't think I'll see my old friend again.

For there's two trains he could be comin' on, yeah there's two trains I know he could be on,

But there's one, I know, ain't comin' now, and the other - it's already gone.

But who knows, he'd say, how people's tracks may change, and the wind too I know it knows his name, but the time its getting later now,

and I don't think I'll see my old friend again. No I don't think I'll see my old friend again.