March 04, 2012

There's A Girl

The road I travel is working
off railroads and gravel,
Fixing ties and losing some time.
There’s a girl in Tulsa
that’s sweet on this fella,
She says that I am
always on her mind.
I should grab my backpack,
hop in my fastback
It’s only a short drive.
If I could reach her
I know I could teach her,
How sweet it is to be mine.
If only I could make up for lost time.
There’s a girl waiting when I have the time.
The rails have come to own me
and time is never on my side
work seems only to slow me
I'm here only for the lonely ride.
The road I travel is working
off back roads and gravel,
Fixing rails but I just keep
falling behind.
There’s a girl in Chama
that’s sweet on this fella,
She says I could easily
make her mine.
I should grab my backpack
hop in my fastback,
It’s only a short drive.
If I could reach her
I know I could teach her,
How easy it is to be mine.
But I just keep falling further behind.
There’s a girl waiting when I’m not behind.
The rails have come to own me
and time is never on my side
work seems only to slow me
I'm here only for the lonely ride.
The road I travel is working
off dirt roads and gravel,
Driving spikes to the end of this line.
There’s a girl in Mesa
that’s sweet on this fella,
She says I should call
and charge it to her dime.
I should grab my backpack
hop in my fastback,
It’s only a short drive.
If I could reach her
I know I could teach her,
How soon she could be mine.
But I can’t find the end of this line.
There’s a girl waiting at the end of this line.
The rails have come to own me
and time is never on my side
work seems only to slow me
I'm here only for the lonely ride.
God I hope there’s a girl still waiting at the end of this line.
Gregory Espy

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