Creedence Clearwater - Graveyard Train lyrics

On the highway, Thirty people lost their lives On the highway, Thirty people lost their lives Well, I had some words to holler, And my Rosie took a ride In the moonlight, See the Greyhound rolling on In the moonlight, See the Greyhound rolling on Flying through the crossroads, Rosie ran into the Hound For the graveyard, Thirty boxes made of bone For the graveyard, Thirty boxes made of bone Mister Undertaker, Take this coffin from my home In the midnight, Hear me crying out her name In the midnight, Hear me crying out her name I'm standing on the railroad, Waiting for the Graveyard Train On the highway, Thirty people turned to stone On the highway, Thirty people turned to stone Oh, take me to the station, 'Cause I'm number thirty-one