Your Mumma’s gone on the morning train She ain’t coming back, till the sun hangs low She ain’t coming back, until the sky turns black Hungry is my soul for a kiss, black lips To see me through, black lips, to bring her home Your Mamma’s gone, one the morning train She ain’t coming back till the sun hangs low She ain’t coming back, until the sky turns black The day is heavy and I am weak, too weak To carry the whole day through, too weak To carry you