Sittin' by the railroad, watchin' the trains go by,
The whistle's softly wailin’, like a lonely lullaby.
Got a heart full of sorrow, and my soul feels so weary,
With every heavy raindrop, the night feels more dreary.
The sun don't shine down on this worn-out track,
The shadows keep on crawlin’, ain't no turnin' back.
Each step feels heavier, on this path that I roam,
Searching for some harmony, in a world far from home.
The rain is cold and restless, it's fallin' like my tears,
Each drop a reminder of all my hidden fears.
The train keeps on a-rollin', takin’ dreams far away,
Leaves me here to wander, in this bluesy ballet.
Oh, the memories like thunder, they echo in the night,
A love lost at the crossing, never feels quite right.
The rhythm of the raindrops, plays a mournful tune,
In the distance, the train sings to the pale silver moon.
So I'll pour out my troubles, like whiskey in a glass,
Raise a toast to the moments, that never seem to last.
With a heart full of blues, I’ll wait for the dawn,
Hope the sunlight finds me, before my spirit's gone.
The railroad's my companion, in this journey I walk,
Through the pulse of the sorrow, every tear, every talk.
But if tomorrow brings some harmony to my day,
I’ll catch that train of fortune, let it carry me away.
As I sit by the railroad, lost in this refrain,
I learn to dance with shadows, and embrace all the pain.
For every weary traveler must find their own way home,
And in the midst of the rain, I know I'm never alone.
Blues
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