Mary Lane Lyrics & Chords By Fred Eaglesmith

Well I'm coming in
You'll get no trouble from me
I ain't no police
I ain't no railroad man
I could just use a cup of coffee
Throw another stick of wood on that fire if you could
Have you got anything for me to eat
I have never been so tired in my life
Could you roll a cigarette for me
Coming in from Mary Lane
I been sleeping in the rain
I get all mixed up
I got on the wrong train

I ain't eat in 30 hours
'Cept some biscuits that were stale
I got jumped just outside of Polkville
Least they didn't throw me in jail
Coming in from Mary Lane
I was sleeping in the rain
I got all mixed up
I got on the wrong train

I got a son born in '69
They say he's riding these rails too
Some day I hope I can find him
We'll take a trip or two
Throw another stick of wood on that fire if you could
Have you got anything for me to eat
I have never been so tired in my life
Could you roll a cigarette for me
Coming in from Mary Lane
I was sleeping in the rain
I got all mixed up
I got on the wrong train