Eastbound Train - The Gibson Brothers

作词：Doc Watson

作曲：Doc Watson

The east bound train was crowded

One cold December day

The conductor shouted tickets

In his old time fashioned way

A little girl sad in silence

Her hair as bright as gold

She said I have no ticket

And then her story told

My Father he's in prison

He's lost his sight they say

I'm going for his pardon

This cold December day

The conductor could not answer

He could not make reply

His shacking rugh hands wiping

The teardrops from his eyes

He said God bless you little one

Just stay right where you are

You'll never need a ticket

While I am on this car