The Whistle Is Blowing lyrics

The whistle is blowing, and the train is going Just what's gonna happen next, well, I'm not one to say I'm sitting here yearning while those wheels keep turning "I'll be gone by tonight," she told me today And next door to the cornstalk, by the side of this sheet rock I will wait for the morning like a dog in the moon Blow, blow on Blow, blow on Oh the minutes go slow now, and I hope it don't snow now 'Cause it's quiet and still and that train's out of sight All we need is a fat storm to blow by the platform Oh dear me, that woman, that woman's always right Blow, blow on Blow, blow on Blow, blow on Blow, blow on The whistle is blowing And the train is going Just what's gonna happen next Well, I'm not the one to say