Trains Made Me Lonesome

I was five years old when daddy started packing And I stood there by my momma as she cried And the next thing that we knew some old train came pa*sing through And daddy got on board and we ain't seen him no more I wonder why trains make me lonesome it happens everytime that engine moans some And when I hear that whistle blow it makes my heart sink low And I wonder why trains make me lonesome It was a cold dark night when I drove her to the depot There were tears in my eyes and a ticket in her hand And as we stood there by those tracks I knew she wasn't comin' back So I turned and walked away but I still miss her today I wonder why trains make me lonesome... This office building looks like central station those ink spots look engine No 9 And this couch on which I lay suppose to haul my blues away That old pipe you keep toking is like an old cold engine smoking I wonder why trains make me lonesome... Oh yes I wonder why trains make me lonesome