She’s stuck on a train going nowhere,

She’s stuck on a train going nowhere, Running late, for her two fifteen. I bet she would rather be lounging at home, But at work is where she’s got to be. (Chorus) Oh, that old train keeps rollin’ slow, Through the dust where the wild winds blow. She dreams of fields and a porch swing scene, But she’s stuck on that train at two fifteen. (Verse 2) Her boots are worn, her heart’s on hold, Chasin’ a paycheck in a world so cold. She hums a tune ‘neath the city’s glare, Wishing that train would take her there. (Outro) Yeah, she’s stuck on a train going nowhere, Dreamin’ of home ‘stead of two fifteen.