How long, how long has this train been gone? Was there a man who asked for me? I thought he'd wait to say so long I'm later than I meant to be The station master closed his eyes Said â My dear, the trains are gone though forty years ago this night the last train left for viet nam She said â My hair is lit with gray No roses bloom upon my lips It seems like only yesterday he graced me with a lover's kiss Then in the distance, thunder pealed
How long, how long has this train been gone? Was there a man who asked for me? I thought he'd wait to say so long I'm later than I meant to be The station master closed his eyes Said â My dear, the trains are gone though forty years ago this night the last train left for viet nam She said â My hair is lit with gray No roses bloom upon my lips It seems like only yesterday he graced me with a lover's kiss Then in the distance, thunder pealed
