It's so hard to listen to these trains  Outside my window here it comes again  And it's calling me begging me  Follow me down the track  And it moans so dark and low  Baby ain't comin' back    I refuse to believe  It could happen to me and you  It's lonesome and it's hard and it's true    It got this whiskey to take care of my lips  I got these long cool steel strings  At my fingertips  I ain't got nothing to soothe my aching soul  Except this screeching and screaming iron  To tell me where I ought to go    I refuse to believe  It could happen to me and you  It's lonesome and it's hard and it's true    I hear the train sigh  And idle down below  Why your love is so sweet and while  Is something I'll never know    It sounds like crying  It sounds like letting go  Breathing and lying  Sinking and dying slow  And I watch from my window  Touching the cold glass sky  As the train rolls down the track  I say goodbye