EMPTY RAILS IN GARFIELD COUNTY

A dry west wind, that's the only train to Garfield County.
Darling, it don't even stop for mail.
That whistling' calls the dust to rise around me,
And old dreams just dry and wither when she wails.
Standing by this run-down depot, waiting' for a train,
And empty rails in garfield County bring me pain.

So long ago on those rusty rails the last train stole you,
As you stood there looking' hard and turning' pale.
Now the years shake these agin' hands that could not hold you,
And the cactus grows between them long steel rails.
'Cause it's gone, that lonesome headlight that could bring you back again
And empty rails in Garfield County bring me pain.

Last night the thunder rolled up in the canyons
And the Fremont, she ran red with canyon mud
And as the mountains looked down without no understandin'
A few hard tears were washed up in the flood.
'Cause in my life the train don't whistle, and the wind don't bring no rain,
And empty rails in Garfield County bring me pain.

In my life the train don't whistle, and the wind don't bring no rain
And empty rails in Garfield County bring me pain.

Originally Performed by: Lawrence Hammond
Album: Coyote's Dream
Lyrics By: Lawrence Hammond

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BY LAWRENCE HAMMOND
DESERT JEWEL SONGS BMI