N don't stop here anymore
And the whistle of the en
gine's just an echo in the wind
And that old pot -bellied stove
ain't smoked a log in ten
And the memory's the rail
If you close your eyes you
just might hear the sound
And that water tank that filled the train
It sure looks mighty thirsty
L .N .N. don't stop here anymore
And the whistle stops and
They're nearly all deserted
And the railroad people all have
There's a ghost town feeling where there
once were sounds of noise and laughter
But like cowboy heroes now
But it gave way to time and cobwebs
and there's a sign tagged on the door
L .N .N. don't stop here anymore
-clack of the railroad track is gone
And the depots that stood tall
and proud are now about to fall
he just might be a farmer
Cause there wouldn't be no
L &N don't stop here anymore