The Train That Carried My Gal From Town - Buddy Miller, Jim Lauderdale

Where was you when the train left town?

I’s standin' on the corner with my head hung down

Hey, the train carried my girl from town

Hey, hey, hey, hey

That’s kinda the way she sounded when she’s rollin' away from the depot…

If I had a gun I’d let the hammer down

Lord, I’d shoot that rounder took my girl from town

Hey, that train that carried my girl from town

Hey, hey, hey, hey

There goes the train that carried my girl from town

If I knowed her number, Lord, I’d flag her down

Hey, the train carried my girl from town

Hey, hey, hey, hey

Rations on the table and the coffee’s gettin' cold

And some dirty rounder stole my jelly roll

Hey, the train carried my girl from town

Hey, hey, hey, hey

Hello, Central, give me six-o-nine

I want to talk to that woman of mine

Hey, that train that carried my girl from town

Hey, hey, hey, hey

I wish to the Lord that the train would wreck

Kill that engineer and break the fireman’s neck

Hey, that train done carried my girl from town

Hey, hey, hey, hey

Rollin' on down the line…

Ashes to ashes and dust to dust

Show me the woman that a man can trust

Hey, that train that carried my girl from town

Hey, hey, hey, hey

There goes my girl, somebody bring her back

'Cause she’s got her hand in my money sack

Hey, that train carried my girl from town

Hey, hey, hey, hey