With a Memory Like Mine (Live)

I can see that train coming

Watch that big light shine this way

Hear that whistle softly blowin'

Lord, it's been an awful day

I watched him leave that Friday morning

It was in the month of May

I told my son, I said, "Son, be a good soldier

But return again someday"

He did return just one year later

Lord, I'll not forget that day

The baggage car is where he traveled

In a casket where he lay

Train man, keep your whistle blowing

Make it moan and make it whine

You make a man feel mighty lonesome

With a memory like mine

Just like mine

Oh, in a little country graveyard

On a dark and dreary day

They placed a flag upon the casket

And the casket down in the grave

I couldn't stand it any longer

And I knew not how to pray

I just cried, "Oh, Lord, oh, Lord, oh, Lord, I hate to leave him

All alone beneath the clay"

Train man, keep your whistle blowing

Make it moan and make it whine

You make a man feel mighty lonesome

With a memory like mine

Just like mine

I can see him as a baby

I can hear him call my name

And I can feel him under fire

And see him rising from the flame

Lord, if I could I would trade places

I would gladly give my all

I'd wrap that flag around me like a blanket

And listen for the clouds to fall

Trainman, keep your whistle blowing

Make it moan and make it whine

You make a man feel mighty lonesome

With a memory like mine

Trainman, keep your whistle blowing

Make it moan and make it whine

You make a man feel mighty lonesome

With a memory like mine

Just like, just like mine

Just like mine