On The Eight O'Clock Train 1912

by James Pitt-Payne, London UK - 15 Sep 2006
2006

I have been so lonesome
since he went away.
I have cried my eyes out for him
night and day,
he was so good,
oh, well, he was so kind to me.
He was workin' steady on the B. and O.
Till one night
he went to see a burlesque show,
a girl in blue
broke up our happy home
you see.
But a message came today,
says: "Babe, I'm on my way;
at the station wait,
I'll be home at eight,
and home I'm goin' to stay."

He's comin' home
on the eight o'clock train,
and if it's late
I'll go insane;
In a Pullman car,
or ridin' the "blind" it's all the same,
his babe he'll find.
Oh happy night!
I'll be waitin', you bet,
with joyful tears,
my eyes will be wet.
Bless the whistle and the bell
and the railroad track,
the dear old engine that brings him back,
yes, bring him home
on the eight o'clock train.

William is a wizard with his winnin' ways.
On my heart strings like a violin he plays,
there never was such a doggone lovin' man.
How his kisses used to burn upon my cheeks!
They're the kind that lingers 'round
for weeks and weeks,
No one could ever osculate like that boy can.
Well, the hour is almost here,
with joy I'm crazy I fear,
don't know what I'm 'bout,
'fraid I'll holler out
when the train is drawin' near.

He's comin' home
on the eight o'clock train,
and if it's late
I'll go insane;
In a Pullman car,
or ridin' the "blind" it's all the same,
his babe he'll find.
Oh happy night!
I'll be waitin', you bet,
with joyful tears,
my eyes will be wet.
Bless the whistle and the bell
and the railroad track,
the dear old engine that brings him back,
yes, bring him home
on the eight o'clock train.

Soft karaoke
Words
piano 1
piano 2
piano 3
piano 4
lyric
pizz str bass
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On The Eight O'Clock Train 1912
Music by J.Russel Robinson
Lyrics by Marguerite Kendall
© MCMXII by The I.Seidel Mus.Pub.Co. Indianapolis, Ind.
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sequence & karaoke by James Pitt-Payne, London UK
on Friday 15 September 2006 at 11.27am
in association with Doug Grierson
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