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