Fred Eaglesmith - Tell The Engineer lyrics

Somebody ought to tell that engineer He don't have to blow his whistle Not so early in the morning Tell him to take his train Move it down the line My heart's full of sorrow My baby left here late last night Disappeared right out of sight She ain't coming back it's clear Tell that engineer I am just a poor millers son I grind buckwheat into flour I work hard everyday When I get home at night I'm a little tired I don't have that much to say She just wouldn't understand She wanted more than just a man She rode that train right out of here Tell that engineer Somebody ought to tell that paperboy Throwing it up against my door I sure could use some news It's been too many years I've cried too many tears I've paid too many dues Somebody ought to go up to that station Where they're just standing round and waiting Tell them what's been going on around here Tell that engineer