Lord Of The Trains By Tom Russell 8/1/2011 A Well I met him in Chicago outside the Union Station A E He was pickin' up the empties in the rain A
He said, "May I introduce myself and can you spare a dollar? A They call me the Lord of the Trains A E A Yeah, they call me the Lord of the Trains." He said, "Friend, you see before you an historic apparition I'm the last surviving hobo in the game And although they may have done away with all that I held sacred I am still the Lord of the Trains... Yeah, there will always be a Lord of the Trains." Chorus: D A "But there ain't no more cabooses on them rattlers anymore D A No hobo jungles up in Coeur d'Alene D C#m F# Ain't no Midnight Ghost that haunts the Eastern corridor G D E But I'm still the Lord of the Trains D E A Yeah, there will always be a Lord of the Trains." He said, "I even miss the bad wine, the bad times and the bulls Them yard detectives, they all knew my name And on every bunk in every cell in every jail in Dixie I carved the crossed initials of my name That's the mark of the Lord of the Trains." "But now all the 'bos and railroad bums are gone with the cabooses Tell me, mister isn't it a shame? Cause for every little boy was hypnotized by countin' boxcars I was that hobo wavin' from the train. I waved a blessing from the Lord of the Trains." Chorus So I handed him a dollar and I thanked him for his story And I watched him disappearin' in the rain He was headin' towards the land of hobo jungles and cabooses Where he was still the Lord of the Trains Where he'll always be a Lord of the Trains Chorus Heh, I was that little boy was hypnotized by countin' boxcars I finally met the Lord of the Trains Yeh, I finally met the Lord of the Trains