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...