Hem - Betting On Trains lyrics
[Hem - Betting On Trains lyrics]
Someone's leaving
There's fifty dollars on this pony
Chase him down these tracks
Well won't nobody take my business
I'll teach you how to come back
I saw one hundred miles of steel
Over wood and let her go
I filled my pockets up with coal black
With mud and let her go
I'll throw my hat off when I beat you
Find it when you're gone
There's straw and cotton around the station
I'll make myself a new one
I held a silver dollar tight inside
My fist and let you go
I've counted all the things I've lost that
Point to this and let you go
The whistle's sounding you are leaving
I am counting