Well, a freight train come by here, it's a 23-box car longFreight train a-roll by here, it pulls a 23-box car longSometime late last night, should be on the train and goneLord, oh, Lord, Lord, I don't know one woman in this townOh, I don't know one woman in this townThere's plenty of jobs around, but it's only cleaning carsPlenty of jobs around, but it's only washing carsForty-two a week, you roll your own, don't make the barsLord, oh, Lord, Lord, I don't know one woman in this townOh, I don't know one woman in this townThere's a crack under the door and the snow drips through insideBut no letters and no money from all the friends I've triedOh, when you're the girl, freight train don't sound so badOh, when you're all alone, oh, the blues get lowAnd say, Lord, oh, Lord, Lord, I don't know one woman in this townOh, I don't know one woman in this townThere's a crack under the door and the snow drips through insideBut no letters and no money from all the friends I've triedOh, when you're the girl, freight train don't sound so badWhen you're the girl, freight train don't sound so badWhen you're all alone, oh, the blues get lowAnd say, Lord, oh, Lord, Lord, I don't know one woman in this townOh, I don't know one woman in this townOh, I don't know one woman in this townOh, I don't know one woman in this townOh, I don't know one woman in this town