Most of All

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