Leeds Music demo, NYC - february 1962
Sad i'm sittin' on the railroad track
Watchin' that old smokestack
Train is a-leavin' but i won't be back.
Years ago we hung around
Watchin' trains roll thru the town
Now that train is a-graveyard bound.
Where we go up in that north country
Lakes an' streams an' mines so free
I had no better friend than he.
Somethin' happened to him that day
I thought i heard a stranger say
I hung my head an' stole away.
A diesel truck was headin' down
Carryin' up a heavy load
Left him on a Utah road.
They carried him back to his home town
His mother cried, his sister moaned
Listenin' to them church bells toll.
A diesel truck was rollin' slow
Pullin' down a heavy load
It left him on a Utah road.