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

Well, I ride on a mail train I can't buy no thrill I've been up all night Just 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 Well, don't the moon look good, mama Shining through the trees? And don't them brakeman look good, mama Flagging down the Double E? And don't the sun look good Setting down over the sea? And don't my girl got look fine When she's coming after me? (Now, come on) Now wintertime is coming The windows are covered in frost I went to tell everybody But I could not get across Well, I wanna be your lover, babe I don't wanna be your boss Don't say I never warned you When your train gets lost, yes Well, I ride on a mail train I can't buy no thrill Well, I've been up all night Just leaning 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 Well, if I don't make it You know my baby will