Train to Chicago Songtext
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Gas station, neon sign
Orange and white winks an eye and whispers 'goodnight'
Drunk on the train to Chicago
I feel alright.
Half-pint of Dewar's White Label
Still half-full
The train lurches left, lurches right
Drunk on the train to Chicago
I feel alright.
I left a New York
Of gas bills and cigarette burns
Wasted days
Of whiskey and "As the World Turns"
Train driver, hit the gas
Shovel coal, move your ass
We've got a schedule to keep
Drunk on the train to Chicago
I fall asleep.
And in my dreams, we're careening drunk
Through the streets of my hometown
The man on the moon is on benzedrine
And everybody's spinning 'round.
Bells ring and lights flicker
old girlfriends, good liquor
hold my hand all through the night Drunk on the train to Chicago,
I feel alright.
I feel alright.
Orange and white winks an eye and whispers 'goodnight'
Drunk on the train to Chicago
I feel alright.
Half-pint of Dewar's White Label
Still half-full
The train lurches left, lurches right
Drunk on the train to Chicago
I feel alright.
I left a New York
Of gas bills and cigarette burns
Wasted days
Of whiskey and "As the World Turns"
Train driver, hit the gas
Shovel coal, move your ass
We've got a schedule to keep
Drunk on the train to Chicago
I fall asleep.
And in my dreams, we're careening drunk
Through the streets of my hometown
The man on the moon is on benzedrine
And everybody's spinning 'round.
Bells ring and lights flicker
old girlfriends, good liquor
hold my hand all through the night Drunk on the train to Chicago,
I feel alright.
I feel alright.
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