Written by: Mark Brine
1. As a boy ... I’d lie awake ‘n listen ’til the hour lateTo hear the trains droning whistle pierce the night‘N I’d dream away of how one day I would wander far awayInto the world ... out beyond that dim moon lite

Chorus:Lo-o-o-o-nesome whistlesReaching through the nightCalling me to follow (ramble) ... those ... Lo-o-o-o-nesome whistles

2. And, as a I grew ... I always knew it was something I must doLike a calling in my soul’s most inner ear'n tho the noises of this life try hard to drown outWhat I know is right ... somehow beyond it them I can always still hear ... those
©1993 Miss Rebecca Music (ASCAP)