Love in vain

I followed her to the station,
with a suitcase in my hand
Well, it's hard to tell, it's hard to tell,
when all your love's in vain

When the train rolled up to the station,
I looked her in the eye
Well, I was lonesome, I felt so lonesome,
and I could not help but cry

When the train, it left the station,
with two lights on behind
Well, the blue light was my blues,
and the red light was my mind