That Train Don`t Run — текст песни (berg matraca)

He ran hard, he ran fast
A fallen angel on a weekend pass
Never looked forward, never looked back
A blaze of glory down a one way track
I hear the whistle
I hear the rumble
And at two a.m. outside my door
Must be your memory
Rattlin` the shutters
That train don`t run by here no more
Oh yeah, we were rollin` in the wild, wild days
He kept on going and I changed my ways
Now I`m a good girl, I do what`s right
Still sometimes in the middle of the night
I hear the whistle
I hear the rumble
And at two a.m. outside my door
Must be your memory
Rattlin` the shutters
That train don`t run by here no more
I lie and listen to the last boxcar
Sweet dreams baby, wherever you are
Wherever you are
Yeah, I hear the whistle
I hear the rumble
And at two a.m. outside my door
Must be your memory
Rattlin` the shutters
That train don`t run by here no more
No more
No more
That train don`t run
That train don`t run by here no more