Well, I ride on a mail train, baby Can't buy a thrill I've been up all night, baby Leanin' on the window sill If I die On top of the hill And if I don't make it You know my baby will Don't the moon look good, mama Shinin' down through the trees? Don't the brakeman look good, mama Flagging down the double E? Don't the sun look good Goin' down over the sea? Don't my gal look fine When she's comin' after me? Wintertime is coming The windows are filled with frost I went to tell everybody But I could not get across Well, I wanna be your lover, baby I don't wanna be your boss Don't say I never warned you If your train gets lost