Lyrics Maco Light - Gram Parsons

Maco Light

On the little town called Maco in the year of ‘49
A crewman died a
workin on a Georgia railroad line
They couldn’t find his body so they left him to the night
But his lantern keeps on searchin' and it’s called the Maco light
Old Joe Baldwin
was a worker and a minor railroad man
He could couple sittin' freight cars with the strength of his own hands
When they were hitched he’d wave the lantern so the engineer would
know
That the cars were standin' ready and he’d let the throttl
e go
Well one night there was a rainstorm and the sky was black as pitch
Joe was standin' ‘tween the cars;
he didn’t see they were unhitched
And he waved ‘em to the engines to get on underway
But the screeching of the drivin' wheels told Joe he’d have to
stay
Well they couldn’t find his body and his crossin' days are don
But someday between the settin' and the risin' of the sun
You can see his lantern burnin' through the eerie Georgian night
And the trains still hit their throttles when they pass the Maco
light
You can see his lantern burnin' through the eerie Georgian night
And the trains still hit their throttles when they pass the Maco light