Bob Seger

Train Man

Bob Seger


And over in the teacher's home 
She waited by the phone
For calls which never rang
And people who never sang

Train man rambled dusty 
Into town and made 
His daily round
Train man and he comes 
In the night 
Brings her no love 
But he's right
Yes he's right

Through fog 
And misty morning dew
She'd seen his oily face
And he had touched her heart
Taken it apart
Though he never stopped 
To speak a word 
His voice was all she heard

Train man 
And he comes in the night 
Brings her no love 
But he's right
Yes he's right

Little girl 
You're a pretty little girl
Won't you come with me a while
Little girl 
In your frilly little world
Won't you give me 
Your sweet smile

If you come tonight 
Bring someone
If you come tonight 
Bring someone

Don't come alone
If you come alone 
Don't come
Don't come 
Don't come

Yes I know he's right
Yes I know he's right 
Oh I know he's right 

She held his hand 
And whispered soft
I love you train man 
He just grumbled 
Like engine as it rumbles
And said someday
Train man and he knows
Something's wrong 
And he's right
Oh yes he's right