Everybody talks about some fateful dayAnd I guess that this was
mineI may be here to tell some kind of storyBut I think it’s
gonna take a little time(That’s all right)See I’m rockin’ in a
cradleDown the hall somewhere and I am—Lost inside a dreamMaybe I
am fallingMaybe I am flyingBut I know if I am crying she
isHolding meAnd then the sky broke upAnd then the rain came
downAnd it washed away everything on the groundWash it awayWash
it awayWash it awayNow baby’s got that bottleFilled up with
lightning and rainHe keeps calling out for someoneBut she’s
riding on a trainRiding on the ghost trainAnd she keeps on
ridingShe’s gonna keep on ridingMama keep on riding Keep on
ridingSome trains they leave in the moming Some leave in the
afternoon Some trains they leave here Right on time And some they
just leave too soon Way too soon But I’m gonna keep on...