Maggie Laid Her Head Down ~ by Brian Estes 2014
Maggie laid her head down, upon those railroad tracks,
Her man was gone, gone away, ain’t never comin’ back,
Waitin’ on that 9 train, take her away.
The preacher tried to save her soul but she would not be saved,
Gone to find old number 9, take her to her grave,
Waitin’ on that 9 train, take her away.
Her man was killed one mornin’ on the road that lead to town,
A highwayman stole his watch and shot that poor boy down,
Waitin’ on that 9 train, take her away.
So Maggie laid her head down, on a pillow made of steel,
Her poor heart was bleeding from a wound that wouldn’t heal,
Waitin’ on that 9 train, take her away.
She was waitin’ on old number 9 when she did see his ghost,
Standing in his winding-sheet, the one she loved the most,
Waitin’ on that 9 train, take her away.
“I’ve woken from my grave,” he cried, “And I was full of fear,
I can’t abide your suicide, so get up Maggie, dear,
Don’t let that 9 train take you away.”
“Give me one last kiss,” she cried, “And I will go back home.”
He said, “ My lips are cold and dead, they’ll chill you to the bone.
Don’t let that 9 train take you away.”
She said, “God damn the highwayman who took you from my arms,
For nothin’ but a watch and chain, he done you mortal harm,
So I’ll let that 9 train take me away.”
“But I was never murdered by no highwayman,” He said,
“That preacher man stole my watch and then he shot me dead,
Don’t let that 9 train take you away.”
“That preacher stood above me, said he’d loved you all along,
And he would give you comfort when I was dead and gone,
Don’t let that 9 train take you away”
She rose up from the railroad tracks and headed up the hill,
He blew her a farewell kiss, cold as a winter chill,
Then he let that 9 train blow him away.
He let that 9 train blow him away.
The preacher tried to save her soul, but she would not be saved,
They found him by the railroad tracks, in a shallow unmarked grave,
And she’s ridin’ that 9 train, take her away.
Maggie’s ridin’ that 9 train, take her away.
She’s ridin’ that 9 train, take her away.
Maggie laid her head down, upon those railroad tracks,
Her man was gone, gone away, ain’t never comin’ back,
Waitin’ on that 9 train, take her away.
The preacher tried to save her soul but she would not be saved,
Gone to find old number 9, take her to her grave,
Waitin’ on that 9 train, take her away.
Her man was killed one mornin’ on the road that lead to town,
A highwayman stole his watch and shot that poor boy down,
Waitin’ on that 9 train, take her away.
So Maggie laid her head down, on a pillow made of steel,
Her poor heart was bleeding from a wound that wouldn’t heal,
Waitin’ on that 9 train, take her away.
She was waitin’ on old number 9 when she did see his ghost,
Standing in his winding-sheet, the one she loved the most,
Waitin’ on that 9 train, take her away.
“I’ve woken from my grave,” he cried, “And I was full of fear,
I can’t abide your suicide, so get up Maggie, dear,
Don’t let that 9 train take you away.”
“Give me one last kiss,” she cried, “And I will go back home.”
He said, “ My lips are cold and dead, they’ll chill you to the bone.
Don’t let that 9 train take you away.”
She said, “God damn the highwayman who took you from my arms,
For nothin’ but a watch and chain, he done you mortal harm,
So I’ll let that 9 train take me away.”
“But I was never murdered by no highwayman,” He said,
“That preacher man stole my watch and then he shot me dead,
Don’t let that 9 train take you away.”
“That preacher stood above me, said he’d loved you all along,
And he would give you comfort when I was dead and gone,
Don’t let that 9 train take you away”
She rose up from the railroad tracks and headed up the hill,
He blew her a farewell kiss, cold as a winter chill,
Then he let that 9 train blow him away.
He let that 9 train blow him away.
The preacher tried to save her soul, but she would not be saved,
They found him by the railroad tracks, in a shallow unmarked grave,
And she’s ridin’ that 9 train, take her away.
Maggie’s ridin’ that 9 train, take her away.
She’s ridin’ that 9 train, take her away.
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- Highway Men
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