Well I broke down in E ast Saint L ouis
On the K ansas C ity l ine
and I d runk up a ll my m oney
that I b orrowed every t ime
and I f ell down a t the d erby
and now the n ight's b lack as a c row
It was a t rain that t ook me aw ay from here
but a t rain can't b ring me h ome
What m ade my d reams so h ollow
I was s tanding t here at the d epot
with a s teeple f ull of s wallows
that could n ever ring the b ell
and I c ome ten t housand miles a way
with n ot one t hing to s how
well it was a t rain that t ook me aw ay from here
but a t rain can't b ring me h ome
I rem ember w hen I l eft
without b otheri ng to p ack
you k now I u p and l eft with
nothin' but the c lothes I had on my b ack
now I'm s orry for w hat I've d one
and I'm o ut here o n my o wn
well it was a t rain that t ook me aw ay from
here but a t rain can't b ring me h ome
it must've been a t rain that t ook me aw ay from here
but a t rain can't bring me ... can't bring me h ome