The Whistle

Is that a whistle
I hear it blowing
Someone called my number
I'm leaving on this train
Is that the way love's supposed to be
Come into my life and bury me like a stone
But you ought to know me better than that by now
Cause when I think of you I only think about the
Good Times

And that might keep me from going insane
I just got that letter you wrote to me
Tucked into my jacket discovered it when I turned to wave goodbye
I read it said it there is nothing we should ever do
Just let the train pull away
Don't hang your head don't cry
Oh you should know me better by now
Cause after all we've been thru
I can think of the good times yeah yeah
And that might keep me from going insane
Keep me from going insane

Is that a whistle
I hear it blowing
Someone called my number
I'm leaving on this train
Is that the way love is supposed to be
Come into my life and bury me like a stone

Didn't we have a good time?
Didn't we have a good time?
Oh I believe we had a good time
Didn't we have a good time?
Oh yes
Didn't we have ourselves a good time?
I mean no coulda shoulda would times
I'm thinking right now of the good times