Station Man

Down around the reservation
 Up around the bend
 Lies a lazy little ghost town
 In a god forsaken land
 Set up on the platform
 Wringing his hands
 Humming a crazy old number
 Its the station man
 He sings about sweet Virginia
 Sweetest in the land
 Said she'd come on back for me
 Just soon as she can
 And the rusty track laughs a cold phrase in the sun
 You see the last train left here 1971
 I can still hear the children on the fourth of July
 Down at the general store there was a gas pump
 And the church bells that ring on Sunday
 Then he turns his head on easterly
 Raises his hand
 Pointing his shaky finger
 As he tries to take a stand
 U.S. highway number one hundred twenty three
 Laid concrete and steel where my house used to be
 I can still hear those children
 Singing in the schoolyard
 Lemonade on the back porch
 As the sun went down
 Rocking chair and my memories
 Sold them for chump change
 Sold them off to folks like you coming around