For years I've tried to leave this poor man's valley
On a train that's on its way to richer ground
Where rivers never overflow and dreams cannot be drowned
But the train never stops at our town
I'd like to buy a mansion for my darling
Oh, where
Oh, where

Way up on a mountain, look it down
I know there's restless gold out there
Just waiting to be found
But the train never stops at our town
Failure has to find something to blame
And the only thing that's left is that old train
The darkness of the night catches me crying
A whistle soon will blow
A lonesome sound
A spark will blow
A spark of hope becomes a flame
Each time the train slows down
But the train never stops at our town
That old train never stops at our town