I had a job, I had a girl I had something going in this world I got laid off at the lumber yard Our love went bad, times got hard Now I work down at the car wash Where all it ever does is rain Don't it feel like you're a rider On a downbound train? She just said, "Joe, I gotta go We had it once, we ain't got it no more" She packed her bags, and she left me behind She got a ticket on the Central Line Nights as I sleep, I hear the whistle whining I feel her kisses in the misty rain And I feel like I'm 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, ran through the woods 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, 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 the long whistle whine Then I dropped to my knees, hung my head and cried Now I swing a sledgehammer on a railroad gang Knocking down them cross ties, working in the rain Don't it feel like you're a rider On a downbound train?