Lyrics:
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Oh I took that train, and clouds were floating by
And an old man sat across of me
He asked me boy where are you heading and can I travel along
I
would last forever
You would always be here by my side
But you found somebody new
And left me sittin' right here
Wallowing in my pity and my pride
Transfer terminal intentional despondent
Train doors open no one gets out at the last stop
Pull in at night, covered by dark
Wait for the next
gold
And maybe get rich, hol' up
Trinidad Jame$ in four weeks but now my album platinum and shit, so what?
Y'all keep the numbers
I'm more than
I'm horny like that Coltrane album
A Love Supreme, that's cold fame album
Lately I've been dancing like a Soul train album
Lately silly making songs
celebrated the release of his highly anticipated album last week
Remaining in the Top 20 of the Billboard charts for two exciting weeks
Becoming the first
I hope you're keeping some kind of record
Yes, and Jane came by with a lock of your hair
She said that you gave it to her
That night that you
Letters from the 99
Is a collection of stories
Written by me
Mostly on my drives
Along the California HWY 99
To Los Angeles
This album is real
I was born by the railroad tracks
Well the train whistle wailed and I wailed right back
Well papa left mama when I was quite young
He said now
About 20 years ago, on a train bound for nowhere,
I met up with The Gambler, We were both too tired to sleep.
So we took turns a starin' through
I was standing in the station
being pounded by the rain
so I chose the last compartment
of a stationary train
I felt someone get in behind me
Time, I've been passing time
Watching trains go by.
All of my life,
Lying on the sand watching seabirds fly.
Wishing there would be
Someone
The phone rings, it's early, it's seven o'clock
He says sorry I woke you, but I just had to talk
You know last night, remember when I tried
On a hurtlin' fevered train
Crashin head long into the heartland
Like a cannon in the rain
With the feelin of the sleepers
And the burnin of the coal
had time to forget him
Now I'm not about to argue, Oscar's train had jumped the tracks
But I'll bet my last dollar on a plain and simple fact
Oscar
written on an album sleeve
She can tell you who's hot
Who will make it and who will not
She loves to hear the music
She's got every lyric down
She loves
On a hurtlin fevered train
Crashin head long into the heartland
Like a cannon in the rain
With the feelin of the sleepers
And the burnin of the coal
The phone rings, it's early, it's seven o'clock
He says sorry I woke you, but I just had to talk
You know last night, remember when I tried
start this album, I would like you to know
I don't condone any of the following
Brutal harming of others, unless if followed by the code of Hammurabi
Diamonds on my windshield
Tears from heaven
Pulling into town on the Interstate
Pulling a steel train in the rain
The wind bites my cheek through
come baby
Cradle and all
Maybe I'll live my whole life
Just getting by
Maybe I'll be discovered
Maybe I'll be colonized
You can try to train me
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I grew up here on Bourbon Street
Playin' for the beer and tips
Livin' by the Poncha Train
Watchin' drunks and sailin' ships
I'm sittin'
Pretty face tryna chase the train
And I could look the other way but it still won't erase the pain
And I pray that she stay the same, amazing grace
in old Arkansas
Left her for the freight cars that passed
But last night in a tavern, I swear that I saw
Her face in a shimmering glass . . .
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