Train Song
Hop that train, it would feel so good
traveling down that steel
track
Breeze against my face
Take me far away
I’m never coming
back
Slip and slide
Drift and glide
I’d have some fun in that wheeled horse
Leave behind my luxuries
Like climbing up an apple tree
I listen to the rhythm of the train
I can hear the sound so far away
Smell of tar on my bare feet
and the pretty summer day
Feels like an angel sits beside me
I feel so safe
I can hear
the whistle blowing
A train is coming my way
I can hear the sound of a whistle blowing
I can hear it as I play
I listen to the rhythm of the train
I can hear the sound so far away
Coming towards as far as I can see
With a blade of grass between my teeth
Is that swir-ir-ving motion
Like a picture on a movie screen
Clippity clop
Tick tock
And the hush hush of my jeans
The thrill of passing passion
As it bursts it’s way past me to a dream
I listen to the rhythm of the train
I can hear the sound so far away
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