Spell of the Freight Train

(Jack Clement)



The wild birds are flying high,

Wild and free

Whatever calls the wild birds

Is calling to me.



The spell of the freight train

Got in my blood one day

I'm always going, never get nowhere,

I'm just on my way.



My baby she loves me

But she don't understand

The spell of the freight train

That's calling her man.



--- Instrumental ---



My daddy is a preacher

My mother teaches school

My brother is a doctor

And me I'm a fool.



The spell of the freight train

Is stronger than wine

That same lonesome whistle that chills my darling's heart

Is calling mine.



My baby, she loves me

But she don't understand

The spell of the freight train

That's calling her man...