by Utah Phillips

Is that the moon I see

Over there in the west?

Or just a headlight beam

C&O express?

I know she's gone

Whatever I say

And it won't be long

'Til I make up my mind

And go away

Is that the sun coming up

On that eastern shore

Or just a coal fire glow

Behind the firebox door?

I know she's gone

Whatever I say

And it won't be long

'Til I make up my mind

And go away.

See that man? He can't hear the whistle

The damned old fool's caught out on the trestle

He can't go forward and he can't go back

The train kept a-rollin'

Brushed him off the track

Other winds may blow

And the storm will rise

Still I long to go

Where the fast mail flies

I know she's gone

Whatever I say

And it won't be long

'Til I make up my mind

And go away

See that man...