deborah henriksson

Lyrics

Pack your bags and don’t look back
Train’s a comin’ down the track.
Mornin’ sun is shining free,
Bring my friend back home to me.
Come rain or snow
I’ll always hear that lonesome whistle blow
Early mornin’ mem’ries flow.

Sparrows chirping on the wall,
Waiting for the train to call.
Ride the train by mornin’ light;
Home again when time is right.
Come rain or snow
I’ll always hear that lonesome whistle blow
Early mornin’ mem’ries flow.

Whisper when the time has come,
Whisper with the risin’ sun.
Whisper that you love me still;
Whisper while the teardrops spill.
Come rain or snow
I’ll always hear that lonesome whistle blow
Early mornin’ mem’ries flow.