I lost ten points just for bein
In the right place at exactly the wrong time.
I looked right at the facts there
But I may as well have been completely blind.
So if you see me walkin’ all alone
Don’t look back, I’m just on my way back home.
There’s a train leaves here this mornin’,
I don’t know what I might be on.
She signed me to a contract,
Baby said it would all be so lifelong.
I looked around then for a reason
When there wasn’t something more to blame it on.
But if time makes a difference while we’re gone
Tell me now and I won’t be hangin’ on.
There’s a train leaves here this mornin’,
I don’t know what I might be on.
Thirteen-twenty North Columbus
Was the address that I wrote down on my sleeve.
I don’t know just what she wanted,
Might have been that it was gettin’ time to leave.
And I watched as the smoker passed it on
And I laughed when the joker said, lead on.
‘Cause there’s a train leaves here this mornin’,
I don’t know what I might be on.
There’s a train leaves here this mornin’,
I don’t know what I might be on.
— Gene Clark & Bernie Leadon