Sitting on my back porch, wondering which way to go.
THinkin' about the woman I love & she don't love me know more.
Think I'll take a freight train, 'cause I'm feelin' kind a blue,
Ride it to the end of the line, thinkin' only of you

Meanwhile in another city, just about to go insane
Think I hear somebody callin' me, the way she used to call my name.
If she ever comes back to stay, it'll be another brand new day
walkin' with my baby down by the san francisco baby