Letter from a Boxcar

Riding a boxcar west
In the days when all of the brakemen leave you be
Its a free ride, theres a cool breeze
And some decent company

And I'm trying to write a letter
So I could send it home to you
But I can't afford the stamp
And the right words ain't coming through

Days out on the railway
They pass quicker than you'd think
Oh, and you'd be pleased to know
I've kicked my urge to drink

Well I'm searching through my mind
For some good news I can report
But I'm still broke as hell
And the train's gone too far north

Now the nights are getting colder
My jacket's feeling thin
And I've been working on your letter
But I'm running low on ink

Oh, if I could find a place
Where they'd let me use a phone
I'd call you up and tell you
That I tried to get back home
But the winters came much faster
Than anyone had guessed
So I had to find a place here
Just know I tried my best to get to you
I tried my best to get you



Credits
Writer(s): Oliver Mccracken
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