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Robert Earl Keen

Lynnville Train

 

Lynnville Train

(الألبوم: Gringo Honeymoon - 1994)


The lonsome oak tree held its fire into November
He watched the last brown leaf hit the ground, and blow away
An evening gunshot lets him the hunt is over
A familiar cold moves in, somewhere between snow and rain.

Just last spring you know his hart was burning
Before his Lynnville Love hit the road to chase her dreams
Now he thinks of her each night, and in the morning, he laces his coffee cup with whiskey instead of cream

Her story is she's changed her mind, she just can't help herself
She wrote: "Please don't meet me at the Lynnville Train, 'cause I'm coming in with someone else"
He's a quiet man, the neighbors say, but his pain won't go away
So for better or worse, he's going down to meet the Lynnville Train

He blew a tire on the road down to the station,
He jacked it up, and thought out loud: "She never should've let me down"
Just six months ago she vowed she was leaving, now she's coming home with a stranger, to settle down in Lynnville Town

Her story is she's changed her mind, she just can't help herself
She wrote: "Please don't meet me at the Lynnville Train, 'cause I'm coming in with someone else"
He's a quiet man, his neighbors say, but his pain won't go away
So for better or worse, he's going down to meet the Lynnville Train.

Steel wheels scream, the whistle blows, his heart is breaking,
She steps on to the platform, her new love by her side,
He reaches in his coat, his hand is shaking
Time has finally come, this really is goodbye,

His story is he's changed his mind, he just can't help himself,
So he's getting on the Lynnville Train, and movin; someplace else
As the train pulls out, he watches them both, standing the pouring rain
He's headed for a new life down the line, on the Lynnville Train
For better or worse, he's leaving town, on the Lynnville Train

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