When you hear that train approachin wake me up,
I wanna see
She could be in a stage coach,
It doesn't matter just wake me
She left me for the city,
gonna make her dreams come true
A hundred miles across the prairie,
Apache country through and through
And if she don't come back, I'll travel far just to find her
She may think she's all alone but turn around,
I'm right behind her
Crickets sing their midnight chorus,
the Texas moon watches still
I can hear those distant horses
as the dogs are barkin' on the hill
Words & Music by W. Beauchamp
Published by MCDP Publishing