He ran hard, he ran fast   A fallen angel on a weekend pass   Never looked forward, never looked back   A blaze of glory down a one way track      I hear the whistle   I hear the rumble   And at two a.m. outside my door   Must be your memory   Rattlin' the shutters   That train don't run by here no more      Oh yeah, we were rollin' in the wild, wild days   He kept on going and I changed my ways   Now I'm a good girl, I do what's right   Still sometimes in the middle of the night      I hear the whistle   I hear the rumble   And at two a.m. outside my door   Must be your memory   Rattlin' the shutters   That train don't run by here no more      I lie and listen to the last boxcar   Sweet dreams baby, wherever you are   Wherever you are      Yeah, I hear the whistle   I hear the rumble   And at two a.m. outside my door   Must be your memory   Rattlin' the shutters   That train don't run by here no more   No more      No more   That train don't run   That train don't run by here no more