The lightning express at the depot stood grand
And started out on it's way.
All of the pasengers gathered on board
They
seemed to be happy and gay.
One little boy who sat by himself,
Was reading a letter he had,
You could plainly tell
by the look on his face
That the contents of it made him sad.
A stern old conductor then started his rounds,
Taking tickets from every one there.
Finally reaching the side of
the boy.
He grumbly demanded his fare.
I have no ticket the boy then replied
But I'll pay you back some day,
Then
I'll put you off at the first stop we make,
But he stopped when he heard the boy say.
Please mister come daughter,
don't put me off this train,
The best friend I have in this world sir,
is
waiting for me in pain
Expecting to die any moment
and may not live through the day.
I want to reach home and kiss
mother goodbye
Before God takes her away.
A girl sitting near was heard to explain,
If you put him off it's a shame.
Taking his hand the collection she
made
The boy's way was paid on the train,
I'm obliged to you miss for you're kindness to me
You're welcome now never
fear
Each time the conductor he passed through the car
The boy's words would ring in his ear.
Please mister come daughter,
don't put me off this train,
The best friend I have in this world sir,
is
waiting for me in pain
Expecting to die any moment
and may not live through the day.
I want to reach home and kiss
mother goodbye
Before God takes her away.