here i m going walkin with my baby in my arms cuz i am in the wrong end of the eight ball black and the devil see he s right behind us and this worker said she s gonna take my little baby my little angel back but they won t getcha cuz i m right here witcha on the night train swing low saint cadillac tearin down the alley and i m reachin so high for ya don t let em take me back broken like valiums and chumps in the rain that cry and quiver when a blue horizon is sleeping in the station with a ticket for a train surely mine will deliver me there here she comes i m safe here with you on the night train oh mamma mamma concrete is wheeling by down at the end of a lullaby on the night train