Well, I followed her to the station
With a suitcase in my hand
Yeah, I followed her to the station
With a suitcase in my hand
Whoa, it's hard to tell, it's hard to tell
When all your love's in vain

                                       When the train come in the station
                                       I looked her in the eye
                                       Well, the train come in the station
                                       And I looked her in the eye
                                       Whoa, I felt so sad so lonesome
                                       That I could not help but cry

                                                                                    When the train left the station
                                                                                    It had two lights on behind
                                                                                    Yeah, when the train left the station
                                                                                    It had two lights on behind
                                                                                    Whoa, the blue light was my baby
                                                                                    And the red light was my mind

                                                                                    All my love was in vain

                                                                                    All my love's in vain

© Robert Johnson