There's no train into Jincumbilly
There's no cattle in the yard
There's no shearers standing
Smoking on the platform
Taking in the sunshine with the guard
There's no work gang there at Jincumbilly
There's no work cars in the shed
There's no card game going
Out the back at smoko
Things are looking pretty dead
Chorus... There are
Weeds on the line at Jincumbilly
There's no Jincumbilly Mail
There'll be no train
Through here again
And there's rust on Jincumbilly rail
The railway sold the house at Jincumbilly
Sold the bogeys into scrap
Locked the waiting room
Left the paint to flake off
They've taken Jincumbilly off the map
Chorus..