By the time you leave
I'll be saving all my green
For a homebound train to carry me
On old familiar steam
I wish you'd hurry up
And leave or come around
Well the moon is waning hard tonight
I 'm leaving my home town
And the train rolls on with no pilot
And the station's left me I know
But if you should happen to find it
Please bring it home, bring it home
I traded all my stops
For a pillow made of rails
In an empty room I listen to
The lonely whistle wails
I woke up to feet
That I took to be your shoes
And the train lay tracks that deafened me
Shook my insides loose
And the train rolls on with no pilot
And the station's left me I know
But if you should happen to find it
Please bring it home, bring it home
And the point of all this living
Is the dying still to come
And I could be forgiven
But I just won't, I just won't
(Cool Don Walser yodel & fade out)