Hello Darling, my, it's good to hear you
I'm at the railroad station in St. Paul
How are all the folks, I'd love to see 'em
But girl I'd love to see you most of all

Well I've been staring at the rain and I've been thinking
Ever since the train left Montreal
Thought I'd always love this life I'm living
Now I know I'd love you most of all

Many times before, I know I swore, that I'd come home to stay
But it always seems that foolish dreams and trains got in my way
Tomorrow it will be snowing in Minnesota
But I won't be around to watch it fall
I'll be heading for that old familiar station
Hoping you still love me most of all
Hoping you still love me most of all