Thrown off the bridge To the river by the ridge Was the iron mountain baby A man walking by Said he heard a little cry And he found him in a suitcase Fifty feet down from the train to the ground It's a miracle that he survived What are the chances that a man would be standin' there And take him home to his wife Sarah Jane, Sarah Jane Be a mama to the boy from the train Sarah Jane, Sarah Jane Be a mama to the boy from the train Five-days-old with a hand that could hold In a grip around your finger Old Sarah Jane, no, she never did complain 'Cause she loved the little stranger She brought him back to health And she kept him for herself When some women tried to claim him "If you'd been a good mama then you never would've wanna Gone and thrown him off of the train then" Sarah Jane, Sarah Jane Be a mama to the boy from the train Sarah Jane, Sarah Jane Be a mama to the boy from the train Woo-oo oo, baby Woo-oo oo, you're my baby now Woo-oo oo, baby Woo-oo oo, you're my baby now A picture in the paper Showed the baby like an angel With the savior and the suitcase What kind of devil Could have thrown the little fellow Off the train in the first place His mama musta died givin' birth to the child And the daddy went crazy Got on the train with a heart full of pain And took it out on the baby Sarah Jane, Sarah Jane Be a mama to the boy from the train Sarah Jane, Sarah Jane Be a mama to the boy from the train Woo-oo oo, baby Woo-oo oo, you're my baby now Woo-oo oo, baby Woo-oo oo, you're my baby now A Civil War vet went to see if he could get A bit of timber for a new barn The Number 4 sped from the train overhead Came the itty bitty newborn Woo-oo oo, baby Woo-oo oo, you're my baby now Woo-oo oo, baby Woo-oo oo, you're my baby now