The L & N Don't Stop Here Anymore - Bobby Goldsboro

The L&N don’t stop here anymore

And the whistle of the engine’s just an echo in the wind

And that old pot-bellied stove ain’t smoked a log in ten Decembers

And a memory’s the railroads next of kin

If you close your eyes you just might hear the sound

Of a faraway conductor cryin', «People all aboard!»

And that water tank that filled the train

It sure looks mighty thirsty

'Cause the L&N don’t stop here anymore.

And the whistle stops

And loadin' docks

They’re nearly all deserted

And the railroad people all have moved away

There’s a ghost town feelin' where there once

Were sounds and noise and laughter

But like cowboy heros now they’ve gone away.

The fancy depot down at Clarksville was the rage

But it gave way to time and cobwebs

And there’s a sign tacked on the door

«This railroad town is now closed down — you’ll have to go to Jackson».

'Cause the L&N don’t stop here anymore.

Now the clickity-clack of the railroad track is gone

And the depots that stood tall and proud are now about to fall

And if Roy Acuff were born today

He just might be a farmer

'Cause there wouldn’t be no Wabash Cannonball

No, the L&N don’t stop here anymore.