The train whistle blew for Coal Road Crossing In a few more minutes we'll pull into town I'll have to face the folks who'll come to meet us I'll try to keep my tears from fallin' down It won't be the way we always had it pictured the day me and daddy went away
He told them we'll come back so rich and famous And you'll have a big brass band all set to play But there'll be no brass band at the station there'll be no smiles and no celebration For daddy there'll just be a black hearse waiting and no brass band at the station
We left two years ago come next September the letters I'd wrote were full of lies For me and daddy never hit the big time we got our meals down in a welfare Llne Daddy met up with some men who planned a robbery They said with daddy's brains he'd go real far But he never got beyond the first cold bullet
Now daddy's in a pine box in the baggage car And there'll be no brass band at the station there'll be no smiles and no celebration For daddy there'll just be a black hearse waiting and no brass band at the station No brass band at the station
