My Daddy was a rounder Had to make himself some change Climbed down off the mountain Shaved his head and caught a train But I keep my skillet greasy Keep my lamp trimmed 'n' low My weary feet, these floors I walk But why I'll never know And I hear echoes of his heart Beating back from distant lands And I hear the lonesome whistle Of that train that stole my man And I cuddle to my child Teach him to bear the shame To take the blows That choose the frows and Earn an honest name But money's running low, you know? No friends to help me through Just one last thing I can sell And that will have to do But I feel hunger in my sunken cheeks In the tremble of my hand And I feel the rumblin' of the wheels Of that train that stole my man My mind just takes to ramblin' As the day goes walkin' west And Magnus comes a-crawlin' Through that hole inside my breast And sorrow sings the simple song That screams the whole night through A melody of him and me That never rang so true And I see dark clouds on the rise And I see midgets in the sand They paint my sight with visions Of that train that stole my man And I dreamt I found his crossroads In the land of sticks and stones Where the peggy worries of the heart Are worries so unknown He took me in his arms, you know And tied me to his side Caught that first wind off the hills And further we did ride Well I felt his touch upon my breast That unforgiving hand But when I woke, could smell the smoke Of that train that stole my man Now the wind runs through my skin And the rain runs through my eyes Can't find no ground to hold my feet Lord knows how hard I tries! For come the dawn, I'll clean my teeth And powder up my chest Take off this faded apron, babe And put on my Sunday best To bind the strings to fix my heart I'm gonna look to holy lands And lay my back down on the track Of that train that stole my man