milk train

there was mornin' train used to come on through, when this sleepy town was alive, and ever' sunday we would come and see, some mighty fancy people arrive, oh they'd arrive, aboard the milk train, there was a well dressed lady from the city, used to always give me her smile, and she looked so fine, she was sweet and kind, she let me get to know her awhile, oh for a little while, oh when the milk train, used to rumble my shack, used to stop outside o' my door, but now the milk train, doesn't come by here any more, now i still live in that rail-road shack, and i wander down that rusty old track, like a lonely old-timer out of my mind, lookin' for that lady who was sweet and kind to me, when the milk train, used to rumble my shack, used to stop outside o' my door, but now the milk train, doesn't stop by here any more, now the only thing to come on through, is a jimmy-john now and then, and i dream of the day, she'll come back this way, and let me get to know her again, oh, like way back when, when the milk train, used to rumble my shack, used to stop outside o' my door, but now the milk train, doesn't come by here any more, oh, the milk train, used to rumble my shack, used to stop outside o' my door, but now the milk train, doesn't come here any more, oh the milk train.