Lyrics:
sacks of mail
Out on the southbound odyssey
The train pulls out of Kakakee
And it rolls along past houses, farms and fields
Passin' towns that have no
Toot, toot, Tootsie, good-bye!
Toot, toot, Tootsie, don't cry
The choo choo train that takes me
Away from you no words can tell how sad it makes
catchin' colds and missin' trains
Everything happens to me
I never miss a thing
I've had the measles and the mumps
And every time I play my ace
My partner
train alone
But the engine tracks straight through your heart
And weighs me like a stone
Oh, it's a hard load to love you
It takes up all my time, having
at the throttle was Casey Jones
Well Jones said fireman now don't you fret Sam Webb said we ain't a givin' up yet
We're eight hours late with the southbound mail
Toot, toot, Tootsie, good-bye!
Toot, toot, Tootsie, don't cry
The choo choo train that takes me
Away from you no words can tell how sad it makes
McMahon promising a million in the mail
Ought to be enough to see me through
But it don't mean nothing
If I ain't got you
I've got every eight track
sacks of mail.
All along the southbound odyssey
The train pulls out at Kankakee
Rolls along past houses, farms and fields.
Passin' trains that have no
Toot, toot, Tootsie, good-bye!
Toot, toot, Tootsie, don't cry
The choo choo train that takes me
Away from you no words can tell how sad it makes
Toot, toot, Tootsie, good-bye!
Toot, toot, Tootsie, don't cry
The choo choo train that takes me
Away from you no words can tell how sad it makes
Just catching colds and missing trains.
Everything happens to me.
I never miss a thing. I've had the measles and the mumps.
And every time I play
of mail.
All along the Southbound odyssey, the train pulls out of Kankakee
Rolls along past houses, farms and fields
Passin' graves that have no name,
just catching colds and missing trains.
Everything happens to me.
I never miss a thing. I've had the measles and the mumps.
And every time I play
Yeah
Everywhere I go I make it rain lil' bit
Some shit never gonna change
Adolescence hit me like a train lil' bit
They ain't even let me go
Coolin' on the corner with the cellular phone
You can tell that the East Bay was his home
More mail than the rest of the pushers,
'Cause he's
The old home town looks the same
As I step off the train
Meeting every train in my mind's eye
Till the man in mail came
Hair like gold, lips like
Jones
Well Jones said fireman now don't you fret Sam Webb said we ain't a givin' up yet
We're eight hours late with the southbound mail
We'll be
Jones
Well Jones said fireman now don't you fret Sam Webb said we ain't a givin' up yet
We're eight hours late with the southbound mail
We'll be
from Bedrock!
Get me a new "you" every month...
Check the mail box!
I swear to God, I fall in love thru conversations!
But they I realize a lil late
Deliver me
You gotta deliver me
I am just some mail please forward my ass to hell
Man deliver me
Deliver me
You gotta deliver me
I am just some mail
If you wanna let me know
You can send it in the mail
Or tell me when you get home
To leave it up in the air
We were always wrong
So I never said
Ford or Cartier lens
Send smoke, 4 door. Royal Mail
Told her keep your mouth shut, like the studio door
Only do CC, not Tv
Yellow diamonds, like pee pee
Toot, toot, Tootsie, good-bye!
Toot, toot, Tootsie, don't cry
The choo choo train that takes me
Away from you no words can tell how sad it makes
got my mail on, got another sale on
I don't care who you tell, I got my bail on
Fuck jail, man, I'm out on the street
Here to kickin it with the crew
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