(Paul Overstreet/Thom Schuyler)
I was five years old when daddy started packin'
And I stood there by my mamma
As she cried
And the next thing that we knew
Some old train came passin' through
And daddy got on board
And we ain't seen him no more
I wonder why trains make me lonesome
It happens every time that enginge moan's some
And when I hear that whistle blow
Why it makes my heart sink low
And I wonder why trains make me lonesome
It was a cold dark night
When I drove her to the depot
There were tears in my eyes
And a ticket in her hand
And as we stood there by those tracks
I knew she wasn't comein' back
So I turned and walked away
But I still miss her today
I wonder why trains make me lonesome
It happens every time that enginge moan's some
And when I hear that whistle blow
Why it makes my heart sink low
And I wonder why trains make me lonesome
Were at softest bill
It looks like central station
Thos ink spots look like engine number nine
And this couch on which I lay
Supposed to hall my blues away
That ol' pipe
That keep smokin'
Is like a cold engine smokin'
Doctor...
I wonder why trains make me lonesome
It happens every time that enginge moan's some
And when I hear that whistle blow
Why it makes my heart sink low
And I wonder why trains make me lonesome
O' Yes I wonder why trains make me lonesome
