Ghost Train

Way out west an Arizona cowboy tends the herd The dessert lies beneath a sky of blue Far away, in brightest day, a ghostly sound is heard The phantom of the rail comes into view Hear that lonesome whistle callinOn his lonely ear is fallinLoud and clear, just hear that lonesome wail But it's just the ghost, the phantom of the rail Little did he know the train was wrecked in '84 After it had crossed the Great Divide Every year it tries again to make it just once more If only to the California Line Hear that lonesome whistle callinOn the barren dessert fallinLoud and clear, just hear that lonesome wail