Over hills and over plains 
Through the dark hours through the Rain 
She'll be skipping over sleepers 
And in my haze I go deeper 
 
It's just the Night Mail 
Just the Night Mail coming 
 
Wheels rolling now She's covering ground 
Heavy motion with cargo bound 
A vow to keep or a fear to leap 
A Sunday's thoughts of a Mondays heap 
 
It's just the Night Mail 
Just the Night Mail coming