I`d rather be in some dark hollow where the sun don`t ever shine
Then to be at home alone and knowin` that you`re gone
Would cause me to lose my mind.
Well blow your whistle freight train carry me far on down the track
Well I`m going away, I`m leaving today
I`m goin`, but I ain`t comin` back.
I`d rather be in some dark hollow where the sun don`t ever shine
Then to be in some big city, in a small room, with you upon my mind.
Well I`m going away, I`m leaving today
I`m goin` but I ain`t comin` back.
