Spanish Train

There's a Spanish train that runs between Guadalquivir and old Saville

And at dead of night the whistle blows

And people hear she's 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 the 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, God's not around and look what I've found, this one's 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 there's no need to push me around

"I got him first so you can do your worst"

He's going underground but I think I'll give you one more chance

Said the Devil with a smile

So throw away that stupid lance, it's really not your style

Joker is the name, poker is the game

We'll play right here on this bed and then we'll bet for the biggest stakes yet

The souls of the dead

And I said, "Look out, Lord, He's 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, He's 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 he'd 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 you've got it straight

So deal me one for the time has come

To see who'll be the king of this place

But as he spoke, from beneath his cloak

He slipped another ace

Ten thousand souls was the opening bid

And it soon went up to 59

But the Lord didn't see what the Devil did

And he said that suits me fine

I'll 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"

The sun is down and the night is riding in

That train is dead on time, many souls are on the line

Oh Lord, don't let him win

Well, that Spanish train still runs between Guadalquivir and old Saville

And at the dead of night the whistle blows and people fear she's running still

And far away in some recess, the Lord and the Devil are now playing chess

The Devil still cheats and wins more souls

And as for the Lord, well, he's just doing his best

And I said, "Lord, oh Lord, you've got to win"

The sun is down and the night is riding in

That train is still on time, oh my soul is on the line

Oh Lord, you've got to win