Conclusions

Woke up today, with nothin' much to say - went down to the station, to watch them trains head out 'cross the nation - with a cup of joe black, sat a spell on a cold railroad track - had a long slow smoke and watched it roll... thinkin' them old rattlers sure got alot of soul. The lonesome sound of an empty boxcar came floatin' in on an airwave, singin' my blues down into their own dark grave - it put a smile upon my face, lifted me up to a better place - made up my mind not to think it over twice, life is just the way it is and everything's gonna be alright - Sittin' down here alone at the railroad yard, I come to the conclusion: livin' really doesn't need to be so damn hard.