(Bob Gibson / Iain C. MacKintosh)
I started on a journey about a year ago
To a little town called Morrow, I was going from Glasgow
I'd never been much of a traveller, so I really didn't know
That Morrow was the hardest place I would ever try to go
I went down to the station, laid my money on the desk
Not thinking to cause trouble with my innocent request
I said, My friend, I'd like to go to Morrow and return
No later than tomorrow, 'cause I haven't time to burn
Said he to me, Now let me see, if I have heard you right
You want to go to Morrow and return tomorrow night
You should have gone to Morrow yesterday and back today
Because the train today to Morrow is a mile upon its way
If you had gone to Morrow yesterday, now don't you see
You could have gone to Morrow and been back today at three
Because the train today to Morrow, if the timetable is right
Today it goes to Morrow and returns tomorrow night
I said, My friend, you're kidding me, you're talking through your hat
There is a town called Morrow on the line, now tell me that
There is, said he, But take from me a quiet little tip
To go from here to Morrow is a fourteen hour trip
I said, I want to go to Morrow, can't I go today
And get to Morrow by tonight if there is no delay
He said, My friend, I've just got one more thing I'd like to say
You've talked so long the trains are gone, in town you'll have to stay
(as sung by Iain MacKintosh)