Spanish Train Lyrics - Elvira Madigan

There's a Spanish train that runs between 

Quadalquivir and old Seville 

And at dead of night the whistle blows 

And people fear she's running still... 

And then they hush their children back to sleep 

Lock the doors, upstairs they creep 

For it is said that the souls of the dead 

Fill that train ten thousand deep!! 

Well a railwayman lay dying with his people by his side 

His family were crying, knelt in prayer before he died 

But above his head just awaiting for the dead 

Was the Devil with a twinkle in his eye 

Well God's not around and look what I've found this one's mine 

Just then the Lord himself appeared in a blinding flash of light 

And shouted at the devil Get thee hence to endless night 

But the Devil just grinned and said I may have sinned 

But there's no need to push me around, 

I got him first so you can do your worst 

He's going underground 

But I think I'll give you one more chance 

Said the Devil with a smile 

So throw away that stupid lance 

It's really not your style 

Joker is the name 

Poker is the game 

We'll play right here on this bed, 

And then we'll bet for the biggest stakes yet 

The souls of the dead 

And I said Look out, Lord, he's going to win, 

The sun is down and the night is riding in, 

That train is dead on time 

Many souls are on the line 

Oh Lord, he's going to win 

Well the railwayman he cut the cards 

And he dealt them each a hand of five 

And for the Lord he was praying hard 

For that train he'd have to drive... 

Well the Devil he had three aces and a king 

And the Lord he was running for a straight 

He had the queen and the knave and the nine and ten of spades 

All he needed was the eight 

And then the Lord he called for one more card 

But he drew the diamond eight 

And the Devil said to the son of God 

I believe you've got it straight 

So deal me one for the time has come 

To see who'll be the king of this place 

But as he spoke from beneath his cloak 

He slipped another ace 

Ten thousand souls was the opening bid 

And it soon went up to fifty-nine 

But the Lord didn't see what the Devil did 

And he said that suits me fine 

I'll raise you high to hundred and five 

And forever put an end to your sins 

But the Devil let out a mighty shout, My hand wins 

And I said Lord, oh Lord, you let him win 

The sun is down and the night is riding in 

That train is dead on time, many souls are on the line 

Oh Lord, don't let him win... 

Well that Spanish train still runs between 

Quadalquivir and old Seville 

And at dead of night the whistle blows 

And people hear she's running still 

And far away in some recess 

The Lord and the Devil are now playing chess 

The Devil still cheats and wins more souls 

And as for the Lord, well, he's just doing his best 

And I said Lord, oh Lord, you've got to win 

The Sun is down and the night is riding in 

That train is still on time 

Oh my soul is on the line 

Oh Lord, you've got to win