Train The Stole My Man

My Daddy was a rounder
 Had to make himself some change
 Climbed down off the mountain
 Shaved his head and caught a train
 But I keep my skillet greasy
 Keep my lamp trimmed 'n' low
 My weary feet, these floors I walk
 But why I'll never know
 And I hear echoes of his heart
 Beating back from distant lands
 And I hear the lonesome whistle
 Of that train that stole my man
 And I cuddle to my child
 Teach him to bear the shame
 To take the blows, the to's, the fro's
 And earn an honest name
 But money's running low, you know?
 No friends to help me through
 Just one last thing I can sell
 And that will have to do
 But I feel hunger in my sunken cheeks
 In the tremble of my hand
 And I feel the rumblin' of the wheels
 Of that train that stole my man
 My mind just takes to ramblin'
 As the day goes walkin' west
 And madness comes a-crawlin'
 Through that hole inside my breast
 And sorrow sings the simple song
 That screams the whole night through
 A melody of him and me
 That never rang so true
 And I see dark clouds on the rise
 And I see midgets in the sand
 They paint my sight with visions
 Of that train that stole my man
 And I dreamt I found his crossroads
 In the land of sticks and stones
 Where the petty worries of the heart
 Are worries so unknown
 He took me in his arms, you know
 And tied me to his side
 Caught that first wind off the hills
 And further we did ride
 Well, I felt his touch upon my breast
 That unforgiving hand
 But when I woke, could smell the smoke
 Of that train that stole my man
 Now the wind runs through my skin
 And the rain runs through my eyes
 Can't find no ground to hold my feet
 Lord knows how hard I tries
 For come the dawn, I'll clean my teeth
 And powder up my chest
 Take off this faded apron, babe
 And put on my Sunday best
 To bind the strings to fix my heart
 I'm gonna look to holy lands
 And lay my back down on the track
 Of that train that stole my man