Train On The Island
Train on the island, hear the whistle blow,
Go and tell my true love, I'm sick and I can't go.
Train on the island, heading to the west,
Me and my gal we fell out, perhaps its for the best.
Train on the island, listen to it squeel,
Go and tell my true love, how lonesome I do feel.
Bring me a drink of water, bring it in a cup,
Me and my gal we fell out, we ain't makin' up.
Train on the island, Hear the whistle blow
Go and tell my true love, it's as far as I can go.