doc watson
train that carried my girl from town
There goes the train that carried my girl from town If I knowed her number, Lord, I'd flag her down Wish to the Lord that the train would wreck Kill that engineer and break the fireman's neck  Hey, the train that carried my girl from town Hey, hey, hey, hey  Where was you when the train left town? I stand on the corner with my head hung down If I had my gun I'd let the hammer down Lord, I'd shoot that rounder that took my girl from town  Hey, that train that carried my girl from town Hey, hey, hey, hey  Rations on the table and the coffee's getting cold And some dirty rounder took my jelly roll 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  Ashes to ashes and dust to dust Can you show me that woman that a man can trust There goes my girl, somebody bring her back 'Cause she got her hand in my money sack  Hey, that train that carried my girl from town Hey, hey, hey, hey 