It Takes a Lot to Laugh, It Takes a Train to Cry - Bob Dylan

Well I ride on a mailtrain baby

Can't buy a thrill

Well I've been up all night baby

Leanin' on the window sill

Well 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' 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

Now the 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

When your train gets lost