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