There's no train into Jincumbilly There's no cattle in the yard There's no shearers standing Smoking on the platform Taking in the sunshine with the guard There's no work gang there at Jincumbilly There's no work cars in the shed There's no card game going Out the back at smoko Things are looking pretty dead Chorus... There are Weeds on the line at Jincumbilly There's no Jincumbilly Mail There'll be no train Through here again And there's rust on Jincumbilly rail The railway sold the house at Jincumbilly Sold the bogeys into scrap Locked the waiting room Left the paint to flake off They've taken Jincumbilly off the map Chorus..