I will not sing your ugly song
I won't put on your ugly play
I cannot join your ugly priesthood
And if I die I won't come home

Railroad Boy of mine...

I bought you crows and candelabra
And I went moth-eating with you
I held you down when you had seizures
And read to you at bedtime

We went to see a beaver dam
We went to see a coral ref
But life is more than going to see things
And that's too bad

Railroad boy of mine
Railroad boy of mine...