Wind and the Willows - Cocaine Train

It's spring again, and your bluebells grow
And you put them on the back window
And then summer came
And you threw them out
And they've wilted now

​So you pack your bags
You're headed south
A three dollar beer to wash the doubt
And you wash it out
Oh you wash it out
The things that you forgot

​These tickets to the cocaine train
Have gathered dust, when will you be back home again
I must confess, I don't know who the hell is drivin'
So I gotta run, and I'll call you in the mornin'

So then you're lost, out in the night
Your map's a mirror, with lonely eyes
And the train it cries, as you close your eyes
Baby, you'll be alright

Then morning breaks, and here it comes
Another train, not coming home
And until then I pray
That you'll look my way
Out that window pane

These tickets to the Cocaine train, you're holding on
When will you be back home again
I must confess, I don't know who the hell is driving
So I got to run, and I'll call you in the morning

Up all night, with your dusty gin
Pray for a stranger, come walking in
Say why don't you call someone
They've stopped asking son
They've stopped asking son

Up all day and through the night
To see the cocaine train come down the line
But if you can't promise me you'll be the one to drive it
Then I got to run, and I'll call you in the morning

​So you pull into your old hometown
But these rails look different now
Said that girl you wrote
She stopped comin' oh
About 5 months ago

​Take these tickets to the cocaine train
I don't want them, for they've brought me here again
And I'm gonna stay this time around
For the bluebells I'll be growing
​
Take these tickets to the cocaine train
I don't want them, for they've brought me here again
I'm gonna stay this time around
For the bluebells I'll be growing

Written by:
Ryen Dalvit

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