Slow train on the tressel
Going east across the ‘Neches
Just like the one I got off of
A long time ago
Outside of a little town
Where I never meant to settle down
Not knowing the seeds I would sow
Angeline, Angeline
Darker nights I’ve never seen
I don’t love these east Texas nights
Where I can’t find my sleep
In the shadows so deep
Dark as these doubts in mind
And now that your gone
I watch the trains rattle on
Truth is, I’m too tired to care
We used up the lightning
So there’s no use in fighting
I guess such things happen with time
~James McMurtry, American Singer, taken from
the album, “Too Long in The Wasteland”
What do you think?