On a train ride from some place bad
to some place a little better.
In between my youth and manhood
was a place I met her.
She was just a skinny brown-eyed girl
with a hunger for tomorrow.
And I was then obese by pain.
I had all that I could swallow.
Oh,
fair traveling girl,
keep on traveling on,
on,
on.
Oh,
fair traveling girl, it's just the sea
that you have
is wrong.
Her eyes were packing past regrets.
In her lips there was redemption.
And she mistook
my cold for love
as she worried for affection.
And as she took the seat beside me,
I inhaled
all of her laughter.
And she forgot there is a past
while I forgot there is an after.
Oh,
fair traveling girl,
keep on traveling on,
on, on.
Oh,
fair traveling girl, it's just the sea
that you have is wrong.
On a train ride from some place gone
to some place almost certain.
In
between my flesh and bones
was a place I met her.
And wrapped up in my coat of shame,
she lay there sleeping tightly.
And as a train pulled to another stop,
I left.
And I knew she'd go on without me.
Oh,
fair traveling girl,
keep on traveling on,
on, on.
Oh,
fair traveling girl, it's just the sea
that you have
is wrong.
It's just the sea that you have
is wrong.
It's just the sea that you have
was wrong.
That's all.