Harry Chapin - Corey's Coming lyrics

Old John Joseph was a man
With two first names
They left him in the railroad yard
When they took away the trains
And only one run a week comes
On roaring down that line
So all he got to worry 'bout is time
I come by in the evening to
Hear 'bout where he's been
He says "Come on, sit down
Kid where shall I begin?"
He starts telling me the stories of
The glories of his past
But he always saves the story of
His Corey for the last

And he says my Corey's coming
No more sad stories coming
My midnight moonlight morning glory's coming
Aren't you girl?
And like I told you, when she holds you
She enfolds you in her world

I was quite surprised to find out
All the places that he knew
And so I asked the townsfolk
If his stories were true
Well they said Old John was born here
He's lived here all his life
He's never had a woman, let alone a wife
And very soon you'll find out
As you check around
That no one named Corey's ever
Lived in this town
So I chided the old man 'bout
The truth that I had heard
Well, he smiled and said
"Reality is only just a word"

Can't you see my Corey's coming?
No more sad stories coming
My midnight moonlight morning glory's coming
Aren't you girl?
And like I told you, when she holds you
She enfolds you in her world

I came by one evening but he
Did not hear my shout
I looked in the window and I
Saw the fire was out
When he would not wake up
I forced in the door
And I saw that old John Joseph
Would tell stories no more
The scene at the graveyard: just
Three of us were there
Me and the gravedigger
We heard the parson's prayer
He said, "We need not grieve for this man
For we know that God cares"

They put the cold dirt over him
Left me on my own
And when at last I looked up
I saw I was not alone
So I said, "If you're a relative
He had a peaceful end"
That's when she said, "My name is Corey
You can say I'm just a friend"

Corey's coming no more sad stories coming
My midnight moonlight morning glory's coming
Aren't you girl?
And like I told you, when she holds you
She enfolds you in her world

So that's the old man's story
I'm glad you came tonight
You see a busted down old railroad
Yard sure makes a lonely sight
You may wonder why a young man
Would work out here alone
Well, the job pays enough to keep
Some flesh on my bones and I confess
I get to missing the old man a bit
And there's one other reason I
Guess I could admit

Can't you see my Corey's coming?
No more sad stories coming
My midnight moonlight morning glory's coming
Aren't you girl?
And like he told me, when she holds me
She enfolds me in her world