Donna from Mobile

Oh, the Saint Mary's Railroad
You know it's easy to ride
If you look out your window
You can see the yellow sparks flying by
I left four children in Mobile to be with this man
I'm gonna love him all I can

I was raised southern Baptist
And you ask me how that feels
I'll be twenty-eight in August
And I'm tired of Dr Pepper with my meals
Oh, he told me things I'd forgotten men knew how to say
So get the hell out of my way

Well, Monday I dreamed that I drowned
On Tuesday I'd pulled out
And I'd leave four more kids if I had to
To make this work out
You can roll all your house trailers down to the bottom of the sea
He's gonna take good care of me

Oh, the Saint Mary's Railroad
You know it's easy to ride