Doc Watson — The Train That Carried My Girl from Town

Where was you when the train left town? I's standin' on the corner with my head hung down Hey, the train carried my girl from town Hey, hey, hey, hey Spoken: That's kinda the way she sounded when she's rollin' away from the depot... If I had a gun I'd let the hammer down Lord, I'd shoot that rounder took my girl from town Hey, that train that carried my girl from town Hey, hey, hey, hey There goes the train that carried my girl from town; If I knowed her number, Lord, I'd flag her down Hey, the train carried my girl from town Hey, hey, hey, hey Rations on the table and the coffee's gettin' cold And some dirty rounder stole my jelly roll Hey, the train carried my girl from town Hey, hey, hey, hey Hello, Central, give me six-o-nine I want to talk to that woman of mine Hey, that train that carried my girl from town Hey, hey, hey, hey I wish to the Lord that the train would wreck Kill that engineer and break the fireman's neck Hey, that train done carried my girl from town Hey, hey, hey, hey SPOKEN: Rollin' on down the line... Ashes to ashes and dust to dust Show me the woman that a man can trust Hey, that train that carried my girl from town Hey, hey, hey, hey There goes my girl, somebody bring her back 'Cause she's got her hand in my money sack Hey, that train carried my girl from town Hey, hey, hey, hey SPOKEN: This is kinda way that train went when she went outa hearin'...