Delta Line
Momma has all kinds of dreams
Where she goes looking for hidden things
Stolen silver, daddy's wine
Bastard children in the line
Last night she heard a warning call
Woke her up
It was the train, that's all
And every dream's about the war
Since she lost her oldest born
The train from Memphis just arrived
With somebody else's son who died
She don't sleep well on the Delta line
She don't sleep well on the Delta line
Ellie Mae got engaged fast
But there are questions we don't ask
A civil wedding set for May
Momma's gonna make a velvet cake
You know they asked the reverend first
But they won't defile the church
He saw the fullness in her eyes
Said from God no man can hide
The train from Memphis just arrived
With a dress that's too small for the bride
She don't sleep well on the Delta line
She don't sleep well on the Delta line
Now Aunt Marie won't cut her hair
Since she dropped her baby down the stairs
She ran off into the woods
But that won't do that baby any good
They feed her bottles day and night
But she won't take them
She just cries, cries, cries
Better she learn to suffer now
Before her husband shows her how
The train from Memphis just arrived
Carrying a hungry orphan child
She don't sleep well on the Delta line
She don't sleep well on the Delta line
Momma has all kinds of dreams
Where she goes looking for hidden things
Where she goes looking for hidden things
Stolen silver, daddy's wine
Bastard children in the line
Last night she heard a warning call
Woke her up
It was the train, that's all
And every dream's about the war
Since she lost her oldest born
The train from Memphis just arrived
With somebody else's son who died
She don't sleep well on the Delta line
She don't sleep well on the Delta line
Ellie Mae got engaged fast
But there are questions we don't ask
A civil wedding set for May
Momma's gonna make a velvet cake
You know they asked the reverend first
But they won't defile the church
He saw the fullness in her eyes
Said from God no man can hide
The train from Memphis just arrived
With a dress that's too small for the bride
She don't sleep well on the Delta line
She don't sleep well on the Delta line
Now Aunt Marie won't cut her hair
Since she dropped her baby down the stairs
She ran off into the woods
But that won't do that baby any good
They feed her bottles day and night
But she won't take them
She just cries, cries, cries
Better she learn to suffer now
Before her husband shows her how
The train from Memphis just arrived
Carrying a hungry orphan child
She don't sleep well on the Delta line
She don't sleep well on the Delta line
Momma has all kinds of dreams
Where she goes looking for hidden things
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Writer(s): Emily Scott Robinson
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