Hello Darling, my,
it's good to hear you
I'm at the railroad
station in St. Paul
How are all the folks,
I'd love to see 'em
But girl I'd love to see
you most of all
Well I've been staring
at the rain and I've been thinking
Ever since the train left Montreal
Thought I'd always love
this life I'm living
Now I know I love you most of all
Many times before, I know I swore, that I'd come home to stay
But it always seems that foolish dreams and trains got in my way
Tomorrow it will be
snowing in Minnesota
But I won't be around
to watch it fall
I'll be heading for that
old familiar station
Hoping you still love me most of all
Hoping you still love me most of all
