Texty:
Greg Trooper

She lives close to the tracks So she never sleeps a wink The trains run all night Give her plenty time to think About the love that she had To a man

You got your feelings hurt Once again when you got home from work Well, you know I did too I got 'em hurt by you We yelled like little kids At the stupid

She's a sad, sad girl A sad, sad, girl She don't try to fight it Won't try to hide it A sad, sad, girl Was it always so? Did her heart start that low

Down from the sky Up from the raging sea In the blink of an eye Water's all you can see All you could hear was the wind and rain Nobody told us 'bout

Ever since I was a kid in school And learned all about the golden rule Even if it meant I'd lose my cool I would never lie And if anyone told a fib to

Tell me what you want Tell me what you crave I'll be your lord and master Your joker or your slave This I'd do If you don't like my peaches Cause you

You see me moping around And say I've got it easy If this is easy I'll take a bite out of my shoes One glass of wine And I'm feeling pretty weary But

She lives close to the tracks So she never sleeps a wink The trains run all night Give her plenty time to think About the love that she had To a man

All these working, weary, drunken Rattled friends around me Shuffle, panic madly up and down the line Hopers, dopers, sober smokers Confounding everybody