Lyrics

The train whistle blew for Coal Road Crossing In a few more minutes, we'll pull into town I'll have to face the folks who'll come to meet us I'll try to keep the tears from falling down It won't be the way we always had it pictured The day me and Daddy went away He told 'em we'll come back so rich and famous And you'll have a big brass band all set to play But there'll be no brass band at the station There'll be no smiles and no celebration For Daddy, there'll just be a black hearse waiting And no brass band at the station Wе left two years ago come nеxt September The letters I wrote were full of lies For me and Daddy never hit the big time We got our meals down in a welfare line Daddy met up with some men who planned a robbery They said with daddy's brains, he'd go real far But he never got beyond the first Colt bullet Now Daddy's in a pine box in the baggage car And there'll be no brass band at the station There'll be no smiles and no celebration For Daddy, there'll just be a black hearse waiting And no brass band at the station And no brass band at the station