InterCity 125

I’m gonna lay my head
On that lonesome railroad line
I’m gonna lay my head
On that lonesome railroad line
I’m gonna let that InterCity 125
Pacify my worried mind

I hear the train a-coming now
Driver, do not slow your speed
I hear the train a-coming now
Driver, do not slow your speed
Let your InterCity 125
Do away with me

There’s no jobs left around here,
No work to be done
There’s no jobs left around here,
No work to be done
And begging on the streets
Ain’t no kind of life for anyone

Since you left me, baby
My life ain’t worth living – it’s true
Since you left me, baby
My life ain’t worth living – it’s true
And dole money can’t buy me
Enough booze to forget you

So take my body
Bury me under six foot of clay
Take my body
Bury me under six foot of clay
Let that InterCity 125
Carry my soul away