When I told you I was leaving
You didn't believe what I said
You just went right on sleeping
And rolled over in your bed
Now were you surprised to open up your eyes
And find that I had moved on
Oh honey, your loving man has packed all of his things
And taken that last train and gone

You can't say I didn't warn you
I told you 'bout a hundred times
You had fifty-seven ways of being mean to me
Fifty-seven varieties like Heinz
But now I've had enough of that same old stuff
And so I'm moving on
Oh honey, your loving man has packed all of his things
And taken that last train and gone

I really hope you're feeling sorry
For all the times you made me cry
Oh, you could've made life so much easier, babe
But you did not even try
So, see you around but not in this old town
Your man is moving on
Oh honey, your loving man has packed all of things
And taken that last train and gone
He has taken that last train and gone