Lyrics:
Trains and boats and planes
Are passing by,
Could mean a trip
To Paris or Rome
For someone else
But not for me
The trains and boats
Did you hear the lonesome whippoorwill?
He sounds too blue to fly
The midnight train
Is whining low
And I'm so lonesome I could cry
Did you
Hear that lonesome winter bird
He sounds too blue to fly
The midnight train is whining low
I'm so lonesome I could cry
Did you ever see a robin
5. TRAIN TO MARS
Lyrics by Pablo Amann
Music by Pablo Amann and Emi Barés
Wake up call in your room
turn the light on
put on your best suit Mary
there's a train
Leaving the station
A train of change, let's all get on board
It doesn't come by
Very often
When it does, it can't be ignored
We've been
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
Freight train, freight train, run so fast
Freight train, freight train, run so fast
Please don't tell what train I'm on
They won't know what route
We'll buy you a new liver
By the way which one is FIDLAR
Well don't you know the name of the game
It's called the streaming train
Well don't you know
jigged and reeled
[Chorus]
By the light of the moon she'd drift through the streets
A rare old perfume so seductive and sweet
She teased us
[Chorus]
Oh, let the midnight special, shine her light on me.
Oh, let the midnight special shine her everlovin' light on me.
Well, if you ever
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
Inspiration, move me brightly
light the song with sense and color
Hold away despair
more than this I will not ask
Faced with mysteries dark and vast
Hear that lonesome whippoorwill he sounds too blue to fly
The midnight train is whinin' low I'm so lonesome I could cry
I've never seen a night so
(Whenever he takes that ride) oh yes he is
(Guess who's gonna be right by his side)
And I'll be with him (I know you will)
On that midnight train
at the train station
Put a kiss on top of your head
Watch you wave
And watched you wave
Then I went on home to my skyscrapers
And neon lights and waiting
Out in the shiny night
The rain was softly falling
The tracks that ran down the boulevard
Had all been washed away
Out of the silver light
Take the last train to Clarksville
And I'll meet you at the station
You can be there by 4:30
'Cause I've made your reservation
Don't be slow
Oh no no
You're not the only cuddly toy
That was ever enjoyed
By any boy
You're not the only choo choo train
That was left out in the rain
The day
You look so cute, cute, cute, cute
Little red caboose behind the train
Speeding by so fast, fast, fast, fast
Always the last, last, last, last
Out in the shiny night
The rain was softly falling
The tracks that ran down the boulevard
Had all been washed away
Out of the silver light
Hear that lonesome whippoorwill?
He sounds too blue to fly
The midnight train is whining low
I'm so lonesome I could cry
I've never seen
sacks of mail
All along the southbound odyssey
The train pulled out at Kankakee
And rolls along past houses, farms and fields
Passin' trains that
Buys an eight by twelve four-bit room
I'm a man of means by no means
King of the road
Third boxcar, midnight train
Destination, Bangor, Maine.
Old
The lonesome sigh of a train going by
Makes me want to stop and cry
I recall the day it took you away
I'm blue, I'm lonesome too
When I hear
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