Lyrics

Well, I keep hoping for better
But then holding back
That's why I live down
By the railroad track.
And if I'm in the right mood
And it's going the right way
I just might hop up on that train some day.

But, I don't know.
'Cause little Betsy lives right down the road.
She's got ruby lips and a steady job, and she don't mind my beat up old Ford.
Where she can be so bold or She can be so shy
It's enough to make a grown man cry.
But when she's too sincere
and she looks me in the eye
It's enough to make a grown man say goodbye.

So, I keep hoping for better
but then holding back.
That's why I live down by the railroad track.
And if I'm in the right mood
and it's going the right way
I just might jump up on that train one day.

But I don't know.
'Cause I've never really been anywhere else before.
I could pick a town and maybe look around.
I might even end up out on a coast
Where they can be so cold
They can be so sly
It's enough to make a grown man cry.
But I've gotta get out of here or I might die.
It's enough to make a grown man say goodbye.

For now I'm hoping for better but then holding back.
That's why I live down by the railroad track.