Distant Lonesome Train - Joe Bonamassa

When I hear that cold wind howl

Midnight, pouring rain

Oh I hear my baby’s voice call my name

On that distant lonesome train

Oh I hear those drums out in the field

Crying out in pain

Her spirit calls me from the barren ground

On that distant lonesome train

Well the devil is my driver

Burning coal turns to flame

So take me down to the gates of hell

On that distant lonesome train

On a traveling cannonball

A passenger without a name

So lay her down, go on let’s ride

On that distant lonesome train

On a distant lonesome train

On the distant lonesome train

Oh that distant lonesome train, yeah