Everybody talks about some fateful day
And I guess that this was mine
I may be here to tell some kind of story
But I think it's gonna take a little time
See I 'm rockin' in a cradle
Down the hall somewhere and I am--
But I know if I am crying she is
And then the sky broke up
And then the rain came down
And it washed away everything on the ground
Now baby's got that bottle
Filled with lightning and rain
He keeps calling out for someone
But she's riding on a train
Riding on the ghost train
She's gonna keep on riding
Some trains they leave in the morning
Some leave in the afternoon
Some trains they leave here
And some they just don't leave too soon
But I'm gonna keep on. ..