Pulled out of the station. Six forty five.
South bound freight to Santa Fe.
There I knew a girl once a long time ago.
Now it's there I've got to make my way.

Please Mr. Conductor, won't you let me ride
just a little farther down the line.
I've come so far and there's so little time.
I've just got to see that little Adeline of mine.

She said that she loved me, but I didn't understand.
Love was something I had never known.
A child of misfortune. A life of the road.
I had never known that place called home.

Please Mr. Conductor, won't you let me ride
just a little farther down the line.
I've come so far and there's so little time.
I've just got to see that little Adeline of mine.

She said that she loved me. Now I think I understand.
Better late than never, or so they say.
Now I've just got to tell her before I go.
Yes, I've got to make it.
Oh lord, please let me make it.
Oh, don't let me be late.

Words and Music by JJ Jenkins and George Petersen
© 2003 JENPET Music International (ASCAP)