Intro: Well, I drive a mailtrain, mama, Can't buy a thrill A Well, I've been up all night, mama, Leanin' on the window sill If I die on top of the hill And if I don't make it, you know my ba by will Don't the moon look good, Shinin' through the trees? Don't the brakeman look good, mama, Flagging down the "Double E"? Don't the sun look good goin' down over the sea? Don't my gal look fine when she's comin' after me? Wintertime is coming, the windows are filled with frost I went to tell everybody, but I could not get across Well, I wanna be your lover, baby, don't wanna be your boss Don't say I never warned you when your train gets lost