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(Words & music: Doc Pomus / Mort Shuman)
Hear that old train whistle howling in the night,
If that flyers southbound everything will be all right,
Im leaving now, leaving now, leaving now,
Im gonna get back home somehow.
Dont nobody tell me babys been untrue,
If shes been unfaithful,
I dont know what Ill do,
Im leaving now, leaving now, leaving now,
Im gonna get back home somehow.
Never thought that I could miss her so,
I never thought I could, but now I know.
The sound of the old train whistle makes me want to cry,
Reminds me of that lonely feeling when I said goodbye,
Im leaving now, leaving now, leaving now,
Im gonna get back home somehow.
Never thought that I could miss her so,
Never thought I could, but now I know.
The sound of the old train whistle makes me want to cry,
Reminds me of that lonely feeling when I said goodbye.
Im leaving now, leaving now, leaving now
Im gonna get back home somehow.
Recorded: 1962/03/18, first released on Pot Luck