Oh when the morning comes, next sunlight is gone And my world has changed, once again Oh the color of my skin, with roses and time. Are you still mine? I'll beg you lor, am I wasting my time? Should I go on? Oh the long train running Still catching my eye Cause I sleep in a box car, I break down and cry Color of my skin, and flowers and whiskey Tell me the trouble I'm in Are you still mine? I'm begging the lor, Am I wasting my time? Should I just go on home? Calling me barren, calling me fool I'am a fool, I'm still yours I'am a fool, I'm still yours Are you still mine?