Lyrics:
Has got him by the balls
Oh, he picks up Gideons bible
Open at page one
I thank God he stole the handle
And the train it won't stop going
No way
jump in bed by ten
She'd tell me that she loved me
She would forevermore
But that train don't stop here
Anymore
Nothin' changes faster than baby's
train again
Down the hill and cryin' out loud
Won't you watch that white steam cloud
Brings me back to days gone by
When I watch his lay ride by
Now
As I boy I would run to my school,
Cutting through fields of clover.
Then they were gone: clean, good, and nice.
Covered by roads where cars now
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
a moving train
And wondered where the train has been
Or on a fence with bits of crap
Around its bottom
Blown there by a windbeam
Who searches for
a moving train
And wondered where the train has been
Or on a fence with bits of crap
Around its bottom
Blown there by a windbeam
Who searches for
The day passed by so quietly
Now it walks out on its toes
Without anybody noticing
Or wondering where it goes
It sneaks around the corner
Draws away
and vast
Statements just seem vain at last
Some rise
Some fall
Some climb
To get to terrapin
Counting stars by candlelight
All are dim but one is
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
coal train has hauled it away
And daddy won't you take me back to Muhlenberg County
Down by the Green River where Paradise lay
Well, I'm sorry, my
sacks of mail
All along a southbound odyssey
The train pulls out of Kankakee
Rolls along past houses, farms and fields
Passin' towns that have no name
creeping
Like a tube-train up your spine
Will the tightrope reach the end
Will the final couplet rhyme
And it's high time
Cymbaline
It's high
love you
Well, I've always had a deep respect and I mean that most sincere
The band is just fantastic, that is really what I think
Oh, by the way,
stop
Ever wonder if it's all for you?
The world I love, the trains I hop
To be part of the wave, can't stop
Come and tell me when it's time
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
And over in the teacher's home she waited by the phone
For calls which never rang, and people who never sang
Train man rambled dusty into town
La la la la ...
You're not 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
Tulare dust in a farm boy's nose
Wondering where the freight train goes
Standin' in the field by the railroad track
Cursin' this strap on my
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
La la la la
You're not 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
They've tied your hands and tied your feet
And the street is narrow
A nowhere lane, a nowhere train for Elaine, Elaine, Elaine
Elaine, Elaine, Elaine,
For that glory bound train?
Oh, will you ride? Oh, will you ride?
Will you ride that train to glory by and by?
All the headlights will be gleaming,
the weather was howling
And oh, oh, my my
When that train comes rolling by
No paper thin walls, no folks above
No one else can hear
The crazy cries
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