Mama don´t ´you send me no love this month
´cause my heart is all used up
and mama I wanna come home
I wanna get back home
So look out into the morning rain
´cause I´m on the mourning train
I´m bringing down my suitcase now
I´m shining up my good shoes brown
´cause no-one knows my name
now, no-one knows my name
So look out into the morning rain
´cause I´m on the mourning train
Mama look at me now
Oh how I wish
You were around
So many friends I wish
I had right now
Mister you can´t hurt me now
You´ve got my girl, I still don´t know how
But it don´t matter now
No it don´t matter now
So look out into the morning rain
´cause I´m on,
I´m already on
The mourning train
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