With a Memory Like Mine Songtext
von Darrell Scott

I can see that train coming
Watch that big light shine this way
Hear that whistle softly blowin′
Lord, it's been an awful day
I watched him leave that Friday morning
It was in the month of May
I told my son, I said, "Son, be a good soldier
But return again someday"
He did return just one year later
Lord, I′ll not forget that day
The baggage car is where he traveled
In a casket where he lay
Train man, keep your whistle blowing
Make it moan and make it whine
You make a man feel mighty lonesome
With a memory like mine
Just like mine
Oh, in a little country graveyard
On a dark and dreary day They placed a flag upon the casket
And the casket down in the grave
I couldn't stand it any longer
And I knew not how to pray
I just cried, "Oh, Lord, oh, Lord, oh, Lord, I hate to leave him
All alone beneath the clay"
Train man, keep your whistle blowing
Make it moan and make it whine
You make a man feel mighty lonesome
With a memory like mine
Just like mine
I can see him as a baby
I can hear him call my name
And I can feel him under fire
And see him rising from the flame
Lord, if I could I would trade places
I would gladly give my all
I'd wrap that flag around me like a blanket
And listen for the clouds to fall


Trainman, keep your whistle blowing
Make it moan and make it whine
You make a man feel mighty lonesome
With a memory like mine
Trainman, keep your whistle blowing
Make it moan and make it whine
You make a man feel mighty lonesome
With a memory like mine
Just like, just like mine
Just like mine