Вступление
[Intro]
[Verse 1]
On a dark stormy night
as the train rattled on,
all the passengers had gone to bed.
Except one young man
with a babe in his arms,
who sat with a bowed down head.
The innocent one began crying
as though its poor heart would break.
“Make that child stop its noise"
One angry man said
for it’s keeping all of us awake”.
[Verse 2]
"Put it out" said another,
“don’t keep it in here –
we paid for our berth and want rest”
But never a word
said the man with the child
as he fondled it close to his breast.
“Where is its mother,
go take it to her”
A maiden then softly said
“I wish that I could”
was the man’s sad reply,
“but she’s dead in the coach ahead.”
[Refrain]
While the train rolled onward,
a husband sat in tears,
thinking of the happiness
of just a few short years.
The baby’s face brings pictures
of a cherished hope that’s dead.
But baby’s cries
can't waken her,
in the baggage coach ahead.