Lyrics.com »

Search results for 'waiting for a train by men at work'

Yee yee! We've found 2,681 lyrics, 100 artists, and 100 albums matching waiting for a train by men at work.


Albums:

För Sent För Edelweiss (Håkan Hellström) · Work Work Work (Pub, Club, Sleep) Pt.2 (The Rakes) · Live För Dig (Lars Winnerbäck) · Ett Slag För Dig (Tomas Andersson Wij) · Känn Ingen Sorg för Mig Göteborg (Håkan Hellström) · Jag Är Inte Rädd För Mörkret (Kent) · Ett Slag För Dig (Tomas Andersson Wij) · Work and Non Work (Broadcast) · Work This, Vol. 4: Club NRG Work Out (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Work and Non Work (Broadcast) – and 90 other albums »


pass around the bottle in the car before they got on the train
Just want to take one more for the road and then, that leads to something else
Well they
dressed up like some old men
Drinking beer and playing moon and 42
Like desperados waiting for the train 
Like desperados waiting for the train

Then
all dressed up like some old men
Drinking beer and playing moon and 42

Like desperados waiting for the train
Like desperados waiting for the train
Waiting for you, oh yeah
Now the time has come
When it's between you and me, oh Lord

Because the train is coming baby
I say the train is coming now,
Waiting for you, oh yeah
Now the time has come
When it's between you and me, oh Lord

Because the train is coming baby
I say the train is coming now,
five's a deadly hole
And the men most likely won't come out alive

Waiting at the gate, we are waiting at the gate
Smoke and fire does boil and roll
Death Valley began
For there's no way out and only one way in

Wagon train, mile-long train
Four hundred mules, six hundred men
They didn't know
Tonight as I lay on a boxcar just waiting for a train to pass by
What will become of the hobo whenever his time comes to die
Has the Master up yonder
Pacing, Thinking, Pacing, Thinking
Waiting, waiting
Waiting by the phone that never rings
Waiting for the letter
That the postman never brings
to take this freedom ride
Got to together and work for freedom side by side

That's why I tell ya
I'm gonna ride on the freedom train
I ain't gonna live
The way it goes
The seasons only change
I stand around waiting for another day
It all passes me by and by and by
As it goes where it goes
The seasons
He takes another home again to find me waitin' for him

He's always on that morning train
He works so hard
To find me waiting for him
I've shed a million teardrops or more
Waitin' for the one I adore
I'm waitin' in the depot by the railroad track
Lookin' for the choo-choo train that
There is a train at Version City
Waiting for the rhythm mail
If you can jump then jump right now
She can pull you through to better days

Is
been waiting
Waiting for you, oh yeah
Now the time has come
And its between me and you, oh Lord'
I said, the train is coming baby
The train is
train that brings him back

I'm waitin' for my life to begin
Waitin' for the train to come in

I'm waitin' in the depot by the railroad track
been waiting
Waiting for you, oh yeah
Now the time has come
And its between me and you, oh Lord'
I said, the train is coming baby
The train is
Trains and boats and planes are passing by
They mean a trip to Paris or Rome
To someone else but not for me
The trains and boats and planes
Took
When I shall cross over the dark rolling tide oh what a glad meeting there'll be
For close by the beautiful pearly white gate my loved ones are
Why all these bugles crying for squads of young men drilled
To kill and to be killed and waiting by this train?
Why the orders loud and hoarse, why
train that brings him back

I'm waitin' for my life to begin
Waitin' for the train to come in

I'm waitin' in the depot by the railroad track
Are the words by an old photograph
'Rustic old doors made by a million years'
Waiting for the train around sunset
Find a frenzy like no one cares
men sit 'round the cracker barrels
The children hum their Christmas carols
The train tracks all run parallel
But they'll all meet up one day
Waiting, we were waiting
As the traffic moved through all our hearts and our heads
But things were different then
For the quiet men

Shifting, things
Waiting, we were waiting
As the traffic moved through all our hearts and our heads
But things were different then
For the quiet men
Shifting,