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18 Jul 99 - 01:38 PM (#96479) Subject: dusty boxcar wall From: jwise27451@aol.com Can anyone get me the lyrics to "Dusty Boxcar Wall" by Eric Anderson? Thanks, Joel |
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27 Jul 99 - 10:48 PM (#99990) Subject: lyrics Dusty boxcar wall by Eric Anderson From: Jwise27451@aol.com I'm looking for the lyrics to Eric Anderson's "Dusty boxcar wall" A real driving song with some great strumming. Any help would be greatly appreciated. Joel |
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07 Dec 11 - 10:40 PM (#3270221) Subject: Lyr Add: DUSTY BOXCAR WALL (from Eilen Jewell) From: Jim Dixon These lyrics are copied from InsurgentCountry.net, but I also checked them against a recording at Spotify and edited them a bit. DUSTY BOXCAR WALL Eric Andersen As sung by Eilen Jewell on "Letters from Sinners & Strangers" (2007) CHORUS: Well, I'm goin' away, my baby. I'm gonna leave you, honey, now. Well, that train passed by when you lay sleepin'. I'm gonna write you a letter on a dusty boxcar wall. 1. Well, the only two things a gambler needs Are a suitcase and a trunk, And the only time that he's satisfied Is when he's on the drunk. CHORUS 2. I once loved a boy in Cincinnati. I loved a boy in sunny Tennessee. Well, a city boy will fill your heart with sadness, But a country boy's as good as he can be. CHORUS |
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07 Dec 11 - 10:53 PM (#3270222) Subject: Lyr Add: DUSTY BOXCAR WALL (Eric Andersen) From: bobad These are the lyrics as sung by Eric on his album "Today is the Highway" Eric Andersen Dusty Boxcar Wall Chorus: I'm going away my baby, I'm gonna leave you pretty gal For a train passed by while you lay sleeping I'll write you a letter on a dusty boxcar wall I once had a love in old Kentucky I once had a love in sunny Tennessee But a New York gal brought me pain and sadness Now I'm here as lonely as I can be Chorus City women bring you grief and sorrow Country girls are as sweet as they can be City women are as cold as they are shallow But a country girl's love is as deep as the deep blue sea Chorus Oh when I die and go to heaven That'll be tha last train ride I'll ever see They'll put a silver spike upon my gravestone And my casket beneath a weeping willow tree |