C. Mead, S. Wilson, B. Colladay
Lightning struck at midnight with the thunder and the rain
My sleep was interrupted by the rhythm of a train
I asked of the conductor where this ol` train was bound
He punched my ticket then he whispered "Memphis town"
But there ain`t no train to Memphis anymore
You`ve got to take the highway when you go
Them rusty tracks from Nashville lay beside that stretch of road
But there ain`t no train to Memphis any more
Well I pinched myself and crossed my heart to see if it was real
Or was I just imagining the grinding of the wheels
I swore I heard that whistle and the clickity clack
As I rode that phantom streamline on a west bound track
Because there ain`t no train
Well we cruised into the delta like we woke up from a dream
I felt a bit confused cause I was blinded by the steam
I said "I come from Nashville and I just got off the train"
And that driver looked at me as if he thought I was insane
Because there ain`t no train