Lyrics:
have it when I'm through
There ain't no silver left in these pockets
There ain't no cornbread, Lord there ain't no wine
That train don't stop around
the train
Taking my baby away from me
I pray to the lord
Stop that train
And bring my baby back
I pray to the lord
Stop that train
And bring my baby back
in the way
It's a small list for the optimist
Who believes that he can fly
And a long line for the pessimist
Who stops him every time he tries
in the way
It's a small list for the optimist who believes that he can fly
In a long line full of pessimists to stop him every time he tries
Some
bad guy
No they never stop they just pass me by
They treat me like a leper
Who's left to die Yo!
Excuse me mate can you get me a taxi
Is that
love's door
Ooh, and the train don't stop
'Cause the tracks get tired of the way it talks
Sun don't burn down the whole damn sky
Just 'cause the moon
on the splintered cracks
In the walls that stand on the railroad land
Where we used to play and then run away from the depot man
Now the train just don't stop here
(This is the Uptown 2 Train, 42nd Street Next)
(Watch the closing doors)
There's a baby girl
That I know
And she's so fine
I meet her everyday
There's no-one coming with that freedom train.
There's nowhere you can go where you feel no pain.
Take the blinkers off you eye's,
The power's in
There`s no-one coming with that freedom train
There`s nowhere you can go where
You feel no pain
Take the blinkers off you eye`s
The power`s in your
don't know why
But it's like that, and that's the way it is
People in the world try to make ends meet
You try to ride car, train, bus, or feet
I
go to Texas you better walk straight. You better not stop.
Hey! You better not wait
For the sheriff will arrest you and your head he'll pound.
Fields of Poland calling out to all the passing trains
Trains
I suppose that there's nothing
In this life remains the same
Everything is governed
By
Well I think I get the message I'm not deaf and I'm not blind
But the signals that I'm getting have caught me by surprise
It seems that you've
little boy who sat by himself
Was reading a letter he had
You could plainly tell by the look on his face
That the contents of it made him sad
The stern
the subway train.
I'll be rushing up the stairs
And in the elevator.
By the time that I get there
I'm gonna feel like a mole in the ground
I'll be caught
the collar and I'll holler "Alabam'! Alabam'!"
That's where you stop your train, that brings me back again
Down home where I'll remain, where my honey
AdRock don't stop, get on the mic with the tic and the toc
I'll fill you with the fuckin' rim like brim
I'm walking down your block and you say that's
to me
Hear my voice where you are
Take a train steal a car
Half afraid, never stop
Have you gone to the moon
Or the corner saloon
Come by
don't know why
But it's like that, and that's the way it is
People in the world try to make ends meet
You try to ride car, train, bus, or feet
I
with corduroy slacks
Sleeps in the river by the railroad tracks
He waits for the whistle on the train to scream
So he can close his eyes and begin
Waitin' for the freight train to come back
Freight train came back and never made no stop
Lost John thought he'd have to ride on top
Well, he's long,
Power station by the river
Grinding slowly to a stop
Clock still ticking on the mantle
Flames still flicker on the log
Coffee brewing in
that tip
Sailor until I sunk that ship
Yeah I had a hot little fire girl
But now she just smoke that's it
And I ain't gon' stop 'til I get you out
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