Nobody Knew His Name John Hiatt

Well a man in a Cadillac used to come around here
Looking for a long black train
Said his baby left town with an engineer
Cut across the midnight rain, boys
Straight across the midnight rain

Now everybody said he'd been in Vietnam
When he was pretty young
That's where his buddy got killed when his rifle jammed
Now the fighting ain't never done, boys
No the fighting ain't never done

(Chorus)
Red tip of a cigarette glowin'
Windows up against the rain
Night so dark, there was nothing else showin'
Nobody knew his name, boys
Nobody knew his name

Sheriff run him off every once in a while
But he would be right back
With a cup of coffee, an old newspaper
Sitting by the side of the tracks, boys
Crying by the side of the tracks

He'd try to keep from turning the tables
Hired walking horses out at Suffolk Downs
But there was always some whiskey back at the stables
If you knew where to look around, boys
If you knew where to look around