Sunday Night Train Song

Sunday Night Train Song

TRAIN WHISTLE BLOWING
ALL THROUGH THE NIGHT
CLOSER AND CLOSER
LIKE SOME AGELESS LULLABY
STRAIGHT AS AN ARROW
CLEAR AS A BELL
SORROWS THEY GO RUNNING
LIKE SOME KIND OF GYPSY SPELL

AND I HEAR THE TRAIN COMING
IT'S ROLLING DOWN THE TRACKS
AND I DON'T RECALL WHEN I WAS TOLD
BUT IT'S ALL COMING BACK

OH THE SHEEP AND SANDMAN
CAN'T KEEP PACE WITH THAT OLD FREIGHT
THIS TRAIN IS ROLLING AWAY

INTO THE CITY
DOWN THROUGH THE STREET
IN THROUGH A WINDOW
TO A BED WHERE A BOY SLEEPS
TRAIN WHISTLE BLOWING
ALL THROUGH THE NIGHT
FADES INTO SILENCE
AS SHE TURNS OUT THE LIGHT

AND I'M OLDER EVERY MORNING
BUT THAT ENGINE NEVER STOPS
THE SOUND IT MAKES IS ALL THOSE DAYS
OF THE BOY THAT I FORGOT

OH THE SHEEP AND SANDMAN
CAN'T KEEP PACE WITH THAT OLD FREIGHT
THIS TRAIN IS ROLLING AWAY