The L&N don't stop here anymore And the whistle of the engine's just an echo in the wind And that old pot-bellied stove ain't smoked a log in ten Decembers And a memory's the railroads next of kin If you close your eyes you just might hear the sound Of a faraway conductor cryin', "People all aboard!" And that water tank that filled the train It sure looks mighty thirsty 'Cause the L&N don't stop here anymore. And the whistle stops And loadin' docks They're nearly all deserted And the railroad people all have moved away There's a ghost town feelin' where there once Were sounds and noise and laughter But like cowboy heros now they've gone away. The fancy depot down at Clarksville was the rage But it gave way to time and cobwebs And there's a sign tacked on the door "This railroad town is now closed down - you'll have to go to Jackson". 'Cause the L&N don't stop here anymore.