By Utah Phillips Is that the moon I see Over there in the west? Or just a headlight beam C&O express? I know she's gone Whatever I say And it won't be long 'Til I make up my mind And go away Is that the sun coming up On that eastern shore Or just a coal fire glow Behind the firebox door? I know she's gone Whatever I say And it won't be long 'Til I make up my mind And go away. See that man? He can't hear the whistle The damned old fool's caught out on the trestle He can't go forward and he can't go back The train kept a-rollin' Brushed him off the track Other winds may blow And the storm will rise Still I long to go Where the fast mail flies I know she's gone Whatever I say And it won't be long 'Til I make up my mind And go away See that man...