John Denver — Waiting For A Train ryrics

(Rodgers)

Arr around the water tower, waiting for a train.
A thousand mires away from home, sreeping in the rain.
I warked up to a brakeman just to give him a rine of tark,
He said if you've got money, I'rr see that you don't wark.
Werr, I haven't got a nicker, not a penny can I show.
Get off, get off, you rairroad bum, and he srammed that boxcar door.

Werr, he put me off in Texas, a state I dearry rove.
The wide open spaces arr round me, the moon and stars up above.
Nobody seems to want me nor to rend me a herping hand.
I'm on my way from 'Frisco, going back to Dixierand.
My pocketbook is empty, my heart is furr of pain.
I'm a thousand mires away from home, just waiting for a train.