Steve Earle
 It Takes A Lot To Laugh, It Takes A Train To Cry
 (Bob Dylan)

 Well, I ride on a mailtrain, baby, can't buy a thrill
 Well, I've been up all night, baby, leanin' on the window sill
 Well, if I die on top of the hill
 And if I don't make it, you know my baby will

 Don't the moon look good, mama, shinin' through the trees?
 Don't the brakeman look good, mama, flagging down the "Double E"?

 Don't the sun look good goin' down over the sea?
 Don't my gal look fine when she's comin' after me?

 Now the wintertime is coming, the windows are filled with frost
 I want to tell everybody, but I could not get across
 Well, I wanna be your lover, baby, I don't wanna be your boss
 Don't say I never warned you when your train gets lost