Lyrics

Elizabeth Jane,
Elizabeth Jane

I been calling your name
for twenty years or more

In the pouring rain
On a south-bound train
I’m still calling your name

Christmas eve, early in the morning
Turn the key, and open up the door
Empty church, and the candles were burning
Broken hurt, asking to be free

Elizabeth Jane,
Elizabeth Jane

In the pouring rain
On a south-bound train
I’m still calling your name
Elizabeth Jane