Is that the moon i see over there i the west Or the headliight gleam C & O express? I know she's gone, whatever i say It own't be long till i make up my mind and go away Did you see that man he can't hear the whistle Blind old fool caught out on the trestle Can't go up and he can't go back Train kept coming brushed him ff the track Other storms may Is that the sun coming up on the eastern shore, Or just the coal bed glow behind the firebox door? I know she's gone, whatever I say, But it won't be long 'til I make up my mind And go away. (Bridge) Other storms may blow and the wind may rise, Still I long to go where the fast mail flies. I know she's gone, whatever I say, But it won't be long 'til I make up my mind And go away.