One in one half wanderin' Jews Free to wander wherever they choose Are traveling together in a The Sangre De Cristo la The Blood of Christ mountains in New Mexico On the last leg of the journey They started a long time ago The arc of a love affair Rainbows in the high desert air Mountain passes slipped in into stones Hearts and bones Hearts and bones Hearts and bones Thinking back to the season before Looking back through the cracks in the door Two people were married, they The act was outrageous, the The bride was contagious She burned like a bride An' these events may have had some effect On the man with the girl by his side The arc of a love affair His hands rollin' down her hair Love like lightnin', shakin' till it moans Hearts and bones Hearts and bones Hearts and bones Hearts and bones Then who oo ooo whoa She said, "Why? Why don't we drive through the night? We'll wake uptown in Mexico Ohh, Why? Well, I don't know nothin' about Nothin' about no Mexico" And tell me, "Why? Why won't you love me? For who I am, where I am" He said, "'Cause that's not the way the world is, baby This is how I love you, baby This is how I love you, baby" One in one half wandering Jews Return to their natural courses To resume old acquaintances I step out occasionally an' I speculate who had been damaged the most Easy time will determine If these consolations will be their reward The arc of a love affair Waiting to be restored You take two bodies an' you twirl them into one Their hearts and their bones An' they won't come undone, no Well, hearts and bones Hearts and bones Hearts and bones Hearts and bones Train I ride, sixteen coaches long Train I ride, sixteen coaches long Well that long black train got my baby and gone Train train, comin' 'round, 'round the bend Train train, comin' 'round the bend Well it took my baby, but it never will again (no, not again) [ From: http://www.elyrics.net/read/e/elvis-presley-lyrics/mystery-train-lyrics.html] Train train, comin' down, down the line Train train, comin' down the line Well it's bringin' my baby, 'cause she's mine all, all mine ps.. the train might be slight different as it from elvis'