text: I had a job, I had a girl
  I had something going, mister, in this world
  I got laid off down at the lumber yard
  Our love went bad, times got hard
  Now I work down at the carwash
  Where all it ever does is rain
  Dont it feel like youre a rider
  On a downbound train?
  She just said Joe, I gotta go
  We had it once, we aint got it any more
  She packed her bags, left me behind
  She bought a ticket on the Central Line
  Nights as I sleep, I hear that whistle whining
  I feel her kiss in the misty rain
  And I feel like Im a rider
  On a downbound train
  Last night I heard your voice
  You were crying, crying, you were so alone
  You said your love had never died
  You were waiting for me at home
  I put on my jacket, I ran through the woods
  I ran til I thought my chest would explode
  There in the clearing beyond the highway
  In the moonlight our wedding house shone
  I rushed through the yard
  I burst through the front door
  My head pounding hard
  Up the stairs I climbed
  The room was dark
  Our bed was empty
  Then I heard that long whistle whine
  And I dropped to my knees
  Hung my head and cried
  Now I swing a sledge hammer on a railroad gang
  Knocking down them cross ties, working in the rain
  Dont it feel like youre a rider
  On a downbound train?