Those Darlins
Those Darlins
Those Darlins
Those Darlins
Those Darlins
Those Darlins
Those Darlins
Those Darlins
Those Darlins
Those Darlins
Those Darlins
Those Darlins
Those Darlins
Oh listen to the train
Coming down the line
Trying to make up all of her lost time
From Buffalo to Washington
I'm gonna wash my jumper
Starch my overalls
Catch a train they call a cannonball
From Buffalo to Washington
My baby left me
He even took my shoes
Enough to give a gal the shotgun worried blues
He's a gun
Just solid gone
I'm going up north
I'm going up this far
If love don't change I won't be back at all
My honey babe
My brown-eyed bear
Oh listen to the train coming down the track
Carry me away but it ain't gonna carry me back
My honey babe
I'm leaving you