I guess he don't like westbound trains



Stopped down by the depot this morning

But the train had already gone

The man said the train

just coasted on through

Dropped the mail and moved on



chorus:

If he's ever coming back

I wish it was now that he did

I checked every train sunshine or rain

I guess he don't like westbound trains



He boarded an eastbound last season

And this is the place where I stood

And waved as he rode off into the sunrise

He could ride one back if he would



repeat chorus twice