Tekster: Flatlanders. Goin' Away.

by Utah Phillips

Is that the moon I see
Over there in the west?
Or just a headlight beam
C&O express?
I know she's gone
Whatever I say
And it won't be long
'Til I make up my mind
And go away

Is that the sun coming up
On that eastern shore
Or just a coal fire glow
Behind the firebox door?
I know she's gone
Whatever I say
And it won't be long
'Til I make up my mind
And go away.


See that man? He can't hear the whistle
The damned old fool's caught out on the trestle
He can't go forward and he can't go back
The train kept a-rollin'
Brushed him off the track

Other winds may blow
And the storm will rise
Still I long to go
Where the fast mail flies
I know she's gone
Whatever I say
And it won't be long
'Til I make up my mind
And go away

See that man...