The Whistle Is Blowing

The whistle is blowing

And the chain is going

Just what's going to happen next

I'm not wanting to see

Well, I'm sitting here yearning

While those wheels keep turning

I'll be gone by tonight, she told me today

And next turn to the corner store

By the sight of this sheet rock

I will wait for the morning like a dog in the boon

Blow, blow on

Blow, blow on

Though the minutes go slow now

And I hope it don't snow now

'Cause it's quiet and still

And the train is out of sight

All you need is a spark to blow by the farm

Oh dear me, that woman, that woman is always right

Blow, blow on

Blow, blow on

Blow, blow on

Blow, blow on

The whistle is blowing

And the chain is going

Just what's going to happen next

I'm not wanting to see

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