Jackson Station by The Band of Heathens Lyrics

Mama got a voice like sugar it's so sweet and fine
Sister singing Amazing Grace, she right in time
And they're laying poor papa low in the ground that he worked and sowed
Now they waitin' at the Jackson Station for the train to roll

She been up all night, she got crows walking 'round her eyes
But she can still raise a cup in a toast to a well run dry
He left her on a Tuesday still, with gin, whiskey and a bottle of pills
And now she's waitin' at the Jackson Station looking over the hill

Take me away, hear that whistle play a sad, sad song
Lay me down where the river runs wide and strong
Sometimes she rides a ticket home, other times she'll leave you all alone
Just a-waitin' at the Jackson Station for the train to go

(Instrumental)

Well the 4:19 rolls on the Red Ball Line
And the backwater shack's been waking to the 419
Said she got the smoke coming out of the stack, dead running on a 10-mile track
Just waitin' at the Jackson Station never coming back
She waitin' at the Jackson Station never coming back
She waitin' at the Jackson Station never coming back
Say (oh yeah) ain't never coming back