The Train That Carried My Girl From Town

There goes the train that carried my girl from town
If I knowed her number, Lord, I'd flag her down
I wish to the Lord that the train would wreck
Kill that engineer and break the fireman's neck

Hey, the train that carried my girl from town
Hey, hey, hey, hey

Where was you when the train left town
I's standin' on the corner with my head hung down
If I had a gun I'd let the hammer down
Lord, I'd shoot that rounder took my girl from town

Rations on the table and the coffee's gettin' cold
Some dirty rounder took my jelly roll
Hello, Central, give me six-o-nine
I want to talk to that woman of mine

Ashes to ashes and dust to dust
Show me the woman that a man can trust
There goes my girl, somebody bring her back
'Cause she's got her hands in my money sack

(Trad.)

As recorded on #121 "Blues & Branches"

As re-released on #128 "The Autoharp Waltz"

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