It Takes a Lot to Laugh, It Takes a Train to Cry

Well, I ride on a mail train

I can't buy no thrill

I've been up all night

Just leanin' on the window sill

Well, if I die on top of the hill

And if I don't make it

You know my baby will

Well, don't the moon look good, mama

Shining through the trees?

And don't them brakeman look good, mama

Flagging down the Double E?

And don't the sun look good

Setting down over the sea?

And don't my girl got look fine

When she's coming after me?

(Now, come on)

Now wintertime is coming

The windows are covered in frost

I went to tell everybody

But I could not get across

Well, I wanna be your lover, babe

I don't wanna be your boss

Don't say I never warned you

When your train gets lost, yes

Well, I ride on a mail train

I can't buy no thrill

Well, I've been up all night

Just leaning on the window sill

Well, if I die on top of the hill

And if I don't make it

You know my baby will

Well, if I don't make it

You know my baby will