Lyrics:
And I'm gonna spend my time,
Drawing pictures in the sand for you.
And I'm gonna ride the tide(? ),
And I'm gonna make a rendezvous.
Sitting by
THE CARDS:
Bum bum bum bum
Painting the roses red
We're painting the roses red
We dare not stop or waste a drop
So let the paint be spread!
We're
I'm sorry, mother I'm sorry, I let you down
Well, these days I'm fine
No these days I tend to lie
I'll take the West train, just by the side
why'd that train just pass us by
Didn't anyone see
We were stuck at the light
Or we would've made it on time
So sleep darling
Why don't you pretend
Me and That Train
by Patty Larkin
It was Me And That Train
One night in Colorado
Driving out of Denver
I was following a shadow
Staring
the white boy's Pa and the Indian fell a'bleeding
In the grass by the creek in the late summer heat until his heartbeat stopped its beating
Now, hear the rum
There is a lonely train called the 3.10 to Yuma
The pounding of the wheels is more like a mournful sigh
There's a legend and there's a rumor
When
"till the blues wear offa me"
It's two bullyin' freight trains runnin' side by side
It's two bullyin' freight trains runnin' side by side
They done
the mountains and the valleys to the shore
She's mighty tall and handsome and known quite well by all
She's a mighty famous thing called the Wabash Cannonball
Bum bum dum bum bum!
Bum bum bum bum intro intro!
Bum bum bum a intro intro!
It's the theme of Groose
Now the Groose is loose
It's the theme, yes
(Two divided by zero, zero)
(Two divided by zero, zero, zero)
Let's not go home, we'll catch the late train
I've got enough money to pay all
Watching as she's walking right on by
Bum bum, bah dah buh bah dah, bah dah bum bum, bum bum bah dah bah
Bum bum, bah dah buh bah dah, bah dah bum bum, bum
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 worn-out
Train train coming for my kind
Smoking high down central line
Well I ain't seen my baby
In such a long time
Train train went rolling by
Easy
Daddle-at-dat-dat-dum
I couldn't aspire
To anything higher
Than filled with desire
To make you my own
Bup-bum bup-bum
Butle-doodle-dumb-bum
I wanna be loved by
The world is a stone hanging in the night
The train's a woman and she leaves behind a light
Love is gone, I mean washed out by the rain
Leaving town
What's happenin' all over?
I'll tell ya what's happenin' all over.
Guy sittin' home by a television set
Who once used to be something of a rover.
By a round of applause, How do you feel?
*cannot decipher* for Dane Cook!
What's happenin'?
Sit, everybody sit. We have to make sure we're okay.
All around the water tank waitin' for a train
A thousand miles away from home sleepin' in the rain
I walked up to a brakeman to give him a line
that's rightfully mine
Call me Rusty if you dare
Listen to this big shot talking
He seems to imply
All the trains will just move
Over and let him by
yau
Now the time has come and I want you to stand by me, ha
Because the train is coming baby, mm
I say the train is coming now, now, now, now
And we
a 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 worn out suit
Better days are coming by and by
It can't be this way always
A train must come, a train must come
There must be some brighter days
We'll have fun,
twerk
Dem dey shake their bum bum
It's been 6 long flight, 2 long trains
On my way to my house I was beaten by the rain (Soo)
All this wahala for one
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