Steve Earle — It Takes A Lot To Laugh It Takes A Train To Cry

Drive a mail train, baby, can't buy a thrill I've been up all night, baby, leanin' on the window sill If I die at the top of a hill And if I don't make it, you know my baby will Don't the moon look good comin' up behind the trees? Don't the brakeman look good flagging down the Double E? Don't the sun look good goin' down over the sea? Don't my baby look fine when she's comin' after me? Now the wintertime is coming, my windows are filled with frost Tried to tell somebody, but I could not get across I just wanna be your lover, baby, I don't wanna be your boss Said I didn't warn you when your train gets lost