wrote it down and burned it |
|
There's
a dead girl's body |
By
the railroad track |
She's
waiting for a train |
Jimmy
left town like a fade to black |
In
his Camero in the rain |
|
She
wrote it down and burned it |
Jimmy
loves who knows who |
Well
he wasn't from around this town |
And
mister neither are you |
|
She
was listening into that Monon line |
For
the Wabash Cannonball |
Put
your head on the rail |
And
you can hear her whine |
Just
like a caterwaul |
|
She
wrote it down and burned it |
She
clutched it flaming to her chest |
It
said Jimmy loves cars |
And
Jimmy loves trains |
Ah
but Jimmy, Jimmy loves me best |
|
There's
a dead girl's body |
By
the railroad track |
Waiting
for a train |
Well
I guess Jimmy never did come back |
In
his Camaro in the rain |
|
She
wrote it down and burned it |
Yeah
the only way I know |
You
could still read some words |
In
the ashes there |
But
she could not watch him go |
|
She wrote it down and burned it |