Last Ride Quietly

The platform clock was broken

The rain kept perfect time (ooh)

He carried one old suitcase And a ring he couldn't sell

Left the job, the view,

the corner room And the lie that all was well

An old man took the window seat With Sunday in his hands

Said, son, the miles can teach you

What winning never can

Ride on,

last train home

Take what the night can't keep

If I lost the road I wanted

Maybe grace was underneath (ooh)

The old man spoke of Memphis

And a porch in summer heat

A woman waiting tables With magnolias at her feet He chased a

bigger skyline Till her letters came no more

Now every station name he reads

Sounds like a closing door

He said,

I owned the finest things

But I never held her name

By dawn I learned the cost of pride Was measured out in

shame (ahhhh)

Ride on,

last train home

Take what the night can't keep

If I lost the road I wanted

Maybe grace was underneath

Let the wheels turn slow Let the first light find me clean

At daybreak near the river

The stranger touched his sleeve

Said, the life you think is over

May be asking you to leave

Then he handed him the ring back Said,

I know that mark in gold

Your mother was my daughter

I should have come home

Ride on,

last train home

Take what the night can't keep

I was not the things I wanted

I was someone still in need

Let the wheels turn slow Let the first light set me free

Ride on,

last train home

Carry both of us through me (yeah)

The sun came over the crossing

And the train rolled on (ooh)