A A A A A Well, I ride on a mail train, baby, can't buy a thrillA A A A I been up all night, leanin' on the window sillA. A/G. D. E... E... Well, if I die on top of the hillA A A Well, if I don't make it mama, you know my baby willA A A A A Don't the moon look good mama, shinin' through the treesA A A A Don't the brakemen look good mama, flaggin' down the double E'sA. A/G. D. E... E... Don't the sun look good goin' down over the seaA A A But don't my gal look fine when she's comin' after meA A A A A Now the wintertime is coming, the windows are filled with frostA A A A I went to tell everybody, but I could not get acrossA. A/G. D. E... E... I wanna be your lover baby, I don't wanna be your bossA A A Don't say I never warned you when your train gets lost
It Takes a Lot To Laugh It Takes a Train To Cry
George Harrison
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