And over in the teacher's home
She waited by the phone
For calls which never rang
And people who never sang

Train man rambled dusty
Into town and made
His daily round
Train man and he comes
In the night
Brings her no love
But he's right
Yes he's right

Through fog
And misty morning dew
She'd seen his oily face
And he had touched her heart
Taken it apart
Though he never stopped
To speak a word
His voice was all she heard

Train man
And he comes in the night
Brings her no love
But he's right
Yes he's right

Little girl
You're a pretty little girl
Won't you come with me a while
Little girl
In your frilly little world
Won't you give me
Your sweet smile

If you come tonight
Bring someone
If you come tonight
Bring someone

Don't come alone
If you come alone
Don't come
Don't come
Don't come

Yes I know he's right
Yes I know he's right
Oh I know he's right

She held his hand
And whispered soft
I love you train man
He just grumbled
Like engine as it rumbles
And said someday
Train man and he knows
Something's wrong
And he's right
Oh yes he's right