Dark Hollow - Gene Clark

I’d rather be in some dark hollow

Where the sun don’t ever shine

Then to be at home alone

And knowin' that you’re gone

Would cause me to lose my mind

So blow your whistle freight train

Take me far on down the track

I’m going away, I’m leaving today

I’m goin', but I ain’t comin' back

I’d rather be in some dark hollow

Where the sun don’t ever shine

Then to be in some big city

In a small room, with you on my mind

I’d rather be in some dark hollow

Where the sun don’t ever shine

Then to see you another man’s darlin'

And to know that you’ll never be mine