ON THE EVENING TRAIN WRITERS HANK WILLIAMS, AUDREY WILLIAMS The baby's eyes are red from weeping It's little heart is filled with pain And Daddy cried they're taking Mama Away from us on the evening train I heard the laughter at the depot But my tears fell like the rain When I saw them place that long white casket In the baggage coach of the evening train As I turned to walk away from the depot It seemed I heard her call my name Take care of baby and tell him darling That I'm going home on the evening train