Bob Dylan op zijn bluesigst, een demo uit 1962. Het is niet zeker of het nu een bootleg is of toch een geautoriseerde uitgave. Hoe dan ook, Dylan.
Sad I’m a-sittin’ on the railroad track
Watching’ that old smokestack
Train is a-leavin’ but it won’t be back
Years ago we ‘d hang around
Watching’ trains roll through the town
Now that train is a-graveyard bound
Where we go up in that North Country
Lakes and streams and mines so free
I had no better friend than he
Something happened to him that day
I thought I heard a stranger say
I hung my head and stole away
A diesel truck was headin’ down
Carryin’ up a heavy load
Left him on a Utah road
They carried him back to his hometown
His mother cried, his sister moaned
Listening to them church bells tone
A diesel truck was rollin’ slow
Pullin’ down a heavy load
It left him on a Utah road
