milk train
everly brothers, the
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
there was a well dressed lady from the city
used to always give me her smile
she let me get to know her awhile
used to stop outside o' my door
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
used to stop outside o' my door
doesn't stop by here any more
now the only thing to come on through
is a jimmy-john now and then
she'll come back this way
and let me get to know her again
used to stop outside o' my door
doesn't come by here any more
used to stop outside o' my door
doesn't come here any more