Classic Poem

Tenn thousand miles away from home
And I don't even know my name,
For thinkin' about the woman I love,
Ran away with another man.

I went down to the old depot,
The trains were a-passin' by;
Looked through the bars, saw the woman I love,
And I hung my head and cried.

Standing on the street corner,
And the girl I loved passed by;
She shrugged her shoulder and passed me by,
And I tucked my head and cried.