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Midnight Train, Don't Call My Name 1 by Steve

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Midnight Train, Don't Call My Name 1 by Steve - Country,Gravelly Male Vocals music cover art

Midnight Train, Don't Call My Name 1

Country,Gravelly Male Vocals

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[Verse 1]
Cedar Junction under a tin-skin moon, rails humming low and mean,
Tore photograph of Maggie, corner bent where she'd been.
My grandfather's railway watch stopped at 11:17—her lipstick on the rim
A bottle with a cigarette ghost, the cafe menu still has her name on it.
[Pre-Chorus]
The station clock keeps chewing time, my palms are empty, thin,
I hear the whistle breathing slow — it pulls the dark right in.
[Chorus]
Midnight train to nowhere, rollin' past my name,
Carry me through darkness, leave behind the blame,
Gritty blues and country blood, I ride without a claim —
Midnight train, don't call my name.
[Verse 2]
You left your ring on the Formica like a soft, honest lie,
Said you'd be back by spring, then stepped into the night train's eye.
Your letters smelled of station smoke and coffee gone to rain,
I folded them, I burned them, then woke up with your name.
[Pre-Chorus]
Tracks like thin white lines of faith, lead out of town and in,
I thumb the cracked leather of that watch — the hands won't begin.
[Chorus]
Midnight train to nowhere, rollin' past my name,
Carry me through darkness, leave behind the blame,
Gritty blues and country blood, I ride without a claim —
Midnight train, don't call my name.
[Bridge]
Remember the promise by Platform Five, you kissed the diesel cold,
You said "We’ll keep this little town," then you left our future on the fold.
I chose bottle-tongue confessions; you chose the wide, west road,
Now the tracks write your answers, and my shadow's in the snow.
[Chorus — Variation]
Midnight train to nowhere, rollin' past my name,
Carry me through darkness, leave behind the blame,
Gritty blues and country blood — I ride and stake my claim —
Midnight train, don't call my name. Midnight train, call my grave.
[Outro]
Slide guitar breathing low, harmonica like a friend's last sigh,
I set the stopped watch on the dash, let the highway write goodbye.
Dark country, gritty blues — I keep the embers of your face,
And if the midnight train asks for me, I tell it not my place.