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We were married in a fever
When we were both eighteen
But that fever died
So cold when we reached twenty-three

Now I've got me a little boy
But I don't get to see him much
His mom, she remarried, well
And his new dad can give him more than love

Waitin' on a train, waitin' on a train
The engine's dirty and the cars are clean
Like me, he's moving slow
But he's got two things on me, you know
Diesel power and he feels no pain

I'm sitting in this crossing
Watching those Burlington Northern cars
My alternator's discharging
And this old baby, she ain't long from bar

I wish that I could fix it
You know my dad, he would've known how
But the alcohol, it took him away
And only you, Lord, can help me now

Waitin' on a train, waitin' on a train
The engine's dirty and the cars are clean
Like me, he's moving slow
But he's got two things on me, you know
Diesel power and he feels no pain

I'm so tired of being lonesome
I'm so tired of being blue
I'm so tired of waitin' away
For the day I can see you

Waitin' on a train, waitin' on a train
The engine's dirty and the cars are clean
Like me, he's moving slow
But he's got two things on me, you know
Diesel power and he feels no pain

Waitin' on a train, waitin' on a train
The engine's dirty and the cars are clean
Like me, he's moving slow
But he's got two things on me, you know
Diesel power and he feels no pain
Diesel power and he feels no pain
Diesel power and he feels no pain