Well, I ride on a mailtrain, baby Can't buy a thrill Well, I've been up all night, baby Leanin' on the windowsill 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 ?" 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 Note: Play around with hammers D/Dsus2/, and to , etc. Instead of straight strumming, find a shuffle rhythm, get a slow roll going with fingers or a flat pick, and let the chord notes bob up and down. This is such an underestimated and underappreciated song. I'm an old Literature student and teacher, so here's a question about the text: Who do you think is the "speaker" of the final verse?
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