()I was five years old when ()daddy started ()packing And I ()stood there by my ()momma as she ()cried. And the ()next thing that we ()knew An old ()train came passing ()through. Then ()daddy got on ()board and we ()ain’t seen him no ()more. (chorus) I ()wonder why ()trains make me ()lone()some ()It happens every()time that engine ()moans some. And when I ()hear that whistle ()blow It ()makes my heart sink ()low And I ()wonder why ()trains make me ()lonesome. Can I get a HELL-YEAH from all the strait fans out there? Hey everyone! I’m a sophomore at North Carolina State University majoring in Agricultural Animal Science and enjoy guitars entirely TOO much. Make me feel special. . . . .email me! email: [email protected]