Interpret:

Waylon Jennings

Album:

Ladies Love Outlaws

Frisco's a mile long away
 You can afford to fly
 But it might as well be the moon,
 Lord, when you're as broke as I.
 Here I sit with my head in my hands
 Watching the trains roll by
 Lord, the Helping Hand Mission man warned me
 That the nights here got cold.
 When you're cold there's nothing as welcome as sunshine
 When you're dry there's nothing as welcome as rain
 When you're alone there's nothing as slow as passin' time
 When you're afoot Lord there's nothing as fast as a train.


 Old Frisco's a mighty rich city
 Now that ain't no lie
 Well, they have some buildings
 That reach nearly a mile in the sky.
 Everyone's so busy they can't tell me the reason why
 Here's a world full of people so damn many people alone
 When you're alone life just don't seem worth living
 While you're alive gotta learn to live with the pain.
 You've been grown for so long
 There's no one left who'll forgive
 You find yourself searching your mind
 For the links to the chain.
 When you're cold there's nothing as welcome as sunshine
 When you're dry there's nothing as welcome as rain
 When you're alone there's nothing as slow as passin' time
 When you're afoot Lord there's nothing as fast as a train...