It Takes a Lot to Laugh, It Takes a Train to Cry

Well, I ride on a mail train, baby

Can't buy a thrill

Well, I've been up all night

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

Don't the moon look good, Mama?

Shinin' through the trees?

Don't the brakeman look good, Mama?

Flagging down the Double E?

Don't the sun look good goin' down over the sea?

But don't my gal look fine when she's comin' after me?

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