When the sun catches up to the morning, I’ll be on a train headed somewhere East Got no bags to check there’s nothing left got my harp in tow at least
Someone said what is done is done there’s no sense fighting fate But I contest: I know you mean the best it’ll never be too late
I saw her sittin in the dining car pouring booze in her coffee cup I sidled in, said ‘how you been? Conversation: let’s strike one up'
This train is filled with businessmen not nowhere folks like me she said you’re all the same, just the clothes are changed you both got nowhere good to be
And time will tell me what to think and what I’m doin’ here and if time don’t know we’ll take it slow and play this one by ear
When the came to a rest she looked distressed got up to walk away i took her hand, said ‘listen, ma’am’ there’s something i gotta say
I don’t know what I’m doing here I’m lonesome and confused But as long as I’m stuck in this world I wanna be lost with you
And time will tell me what to think and what I’m doin’ here and if time don’t know we’ll take it slow and play this one by ear