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?