Lie Down In The Station


Billy wanna lie down in the station
Billy wanna rest his head on the stair
Billy wanna go
But he don't know where the hell to go
Billy won't you lie down right here?

Loretta came down from West Virginia
She had it in her head she could be a star
Boy that girl could sing
But she wore a ring
Loretta dear you might not make it far

  'Cause Billy you wanna lie down in the station
  Johnny Reb when you coming home?
  The moon is low there in the pink October sky
  And the fields are calling you, you know
  You know

Old Steve Mallony from Mississippi
Thinks himself a hero from the War
He sits and flies his airplane
A plastic dime-store model airplane
And dreams that he might walk again once more

  'Cause Billy you wanna lie down in the station
  Johnny Reb when you coming home?
  The moon is low there in the pink October sky
  And the fields are calling you, you know
  You know

    Billy you wanna go down the the station
    Billy with your head held high in the air
    You're gonna ship out of here round noon
    On that bullet train to the moon
    Billy send us a telegram when you get there

  'Cause Billy you wanna lie down in the station
  Johnny Reb when you coming home?
  The moon is low there in my old Southern sky
  And the fields are calling me home
  The streams are calling me home
  Momma you calling me home
  Me home
©Mike Runion, 2000
3/29/00