Songwriter: Bob Dylan
Producer: Ray Kennedy Steve Earle
Drive a mail train, baby, can't buy a thrill
I've been up all night, baby, leanin' on the window sill
If I die at the top of a hill
And if I don't make it, you know my baby will
Don't the moon look good comin' up behind the trees?
Don't the brakeman look good flagging down the Double E?
Don't the sun look good goin' down over the sea?
Don't my baby look fine when she's comin' after me?
Now the wintertime is coming, my windows are filled with frost
Tried to tell somebody, but I could not get across
I just wanna be your lover, baby, I don't wanna be your boss
Said I didn't warn you when your train gets lost
I've been up all night, baby, leanin' on the window sill
If I die at the top of a hill
And if I don't make it, you know my baby will
Don't the moon look good comin' up behind the trees?
Don't the brakeman look good flagging down the Double E?
Don't the sun look good goin' down over the sea?
Don't my baby look fine when she's comin' after me?
Now the wintertime is coming, my windows are filled with frost
Tried to tell somebody, but I could not get across
I just wanna be your lover, baby, I don't wanna be your boss
Said I didn't warn you when your train gets lost