THE SAD SOUND OF GOODBYE (Unreleased)

Train comes by on Sunday morning

Hear the lonesome whistle cry

It’s the sound of something leaving

It’s the sad sound of goodbye

Guess I didn’t see it coming

Thought I didn’t care

It was her that did the leaving

It was me that wasn’t there


INSTRUMENTAL VERSE


I don’t go near the station

But no matter how I try

Can’t help but hear that whistle

It’s the sad sound of goodbye


Train comes by on Sunday morning

Hear the lonesome whistle cry

It’s the sound of something leaving

It’s the sad sound of goodbye



c-2018 Robert Richmond