Riding on a pickup with a wagon wheel
Through all kinds of stormy weather
There's a train and it's coming
On it rides my only letter
Whenever never comes around
Pass over any kind of trade
Any promise that life would be better
Give me a home on the range
We'll listen to rain on the window patter
Whenever never comes around
There'll be no stopping at the water fall
No time for the tightening of the leather
Sleepy-time tea or a rolled cigarette
For any night there after
Whenever never comes around
The bar left the door unlocked
And a coin for the parking meter
Sitting down for what may be a long, long while
As the sweet tea is being mixed with liquor
For whenever never comes around
Hear that whistle blowing?
I hear the front door in comes the bartender
I suppose by now you're busy reading
Picturing me at the bottom of your ladder
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