The lonesome oak tree held it's fire into November We watched the last brown leaf hit the ground and blow away An evening gun shot let's him know the hunt is over A familiar cold moves in, somewhere between snow and rain Just last spring you know his heart was burning Before his Lynville love, hit the road to chase her dreams Now he thinks of her each night and in the morning He laces his coffee cup with whiskey instead of cream Her story she's changed her mind, she just can't help herself She wrote, "Please don't meet me at the Lynville train, I'm coming in with someone else" "He's a quiet man," the neighbors say But his pain won't go away So for better worse he's going down to meet the Lynville train He blew a tire on down to the station He jacked it up and thought out loud, "She never should have let me down" Just six months ago she vowed she was leaving And now she's coming in with a stranger, to settle down in Lynville town Her story she's changed her mind, she just can't help herself She wrote, "Please don't meet me at the Lynville train, I'm coming in with someone else" "He's a quiet man," the neighbors say But his pain won't go away So for better worse he's going down to meet the Lynville train Steel wheels scream, the whistles blows His heart is aching She steps onto the platform, her new love by her side He reaches in his coat, his hand is shaking The time has finally come This really is goodbye His story is he's changed his mind He just can't help himself So he's getting on board the Lynville train and moving onto some place else As the train pulls out He watches them both standing in the pouring rain He's headed for a new life down the line On the Lynville train For better or worse he's leaving town on the Lynville train...