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

Well, I ride on a mail train, babe, can't buy a thrill
Well, I've been up all night leanin' on the windowsill
Well, if I die on top of the hill
And if I don’t make it, you know my baby will

Don't the moon look good, mama, shining through the trees?
Don't the brakeman look good, mama, flaggin' down the “Double E?”
And don't the sun look good goin' down over the sea?
But don’t my gal look fine when she's comin' after me?

Now the wintertime is coming, windows are filled with frost
I went to tell everybody, but I could not get across
Well, I want to be your lover, baby, I don’t want to be your boss
Don’t say I never warnеd you when your train gets lost