He must have known it was coming
As he walked down on the track's
He might have had some troubles
He never turned to look back
We heard the blow of the whistle
We heard the screech of the brakes
We heard a man holler "Hay watch out"
But by then it was too late
I wonder what was on his mind
That day, did he want to die?
Or he just couldn't here that whistle blow
And it caught him by surprise
I'll never know, I'll never know
His body was thrown a hundred yards
As he laid there on the track's
I ran to see if he was still alive
But his body was mangled bad
The cop said he was a bum in town
And he had no place to live
I felt real bad for that poor old man
With the bible clutched in his hands
The ambulance came and took him away
The train started down the track
We all turned and walked away
I Could't make any sense of that
I thought to myself, where there times in my life?
Did I feel his kind of pain
Would I ever have a real strong reason?
To end my life that way
I wonder what was on his mind
That day, did he want to die?
Or he just couldn't here the whistle blow
And it caught him by surprise
I'll never know, I'll never know