I Had A Job, I Had A Girl
I Had Something Going, Mister, In This World
I Got Laid Off Down At The Lumber Yard
Our Love Went Bad, Times Got Hard
Now I Work Down At The Car Wash
Where All It Ever Does Is Rain
Don't You Feel Like You're A Rider On A Downbound Train

She Just Said, "Joe, I Gotta Go
We Had It Once, We Ain't Got It Anymore"
She Packed Her Bags, Left Me Behind
She Bought A Ticket On The Central Line
Nights As I Sleep, I Hear That Whistle Whining
I Feel Her Kiss In The Misty Rain
And I Feel Like I'm A Rider On A Downbound Train

Last Night I Heard Your Voice
You Were Crying, Crying, You Were So Alone
You Said Your Love Had Never Died
You Were Waiting For Me At Home
Put On My Jacket, I Ran Through The Woods
I Ran Till I Thought My Chest Would Explode
There In The Clearing, Beyond The Highway
In The Moonlight, Our Wedding House Shone
I Rushed Through The Yard
I Burst Through The Front Door, My Head Pounding Hard
Up The Stairs I Climbed
The Room Was Dark, Our Bed Was Empty
Then I Heard That Long Whistle Whine
And I Dropped To My Knees, Hung My Head And Cried
Now I Swing A Sledge Hammer On A Railroad Gang
Knocking Down Them Cross Ties, Working In The Rain
Now, Don't It Feel Like You're A Rider On A Downbound Train