| Lyrics: | A straw headed woman, and a barrel chested man,
A pocket full of posies with a hat brim full of
sand,
Ooh - waiting for the train that never comes,
A dog chasing the tumbleweeds, across
the sandy floor,
That drift along the platform, through the ticket office door,
Ooh -
waiting for the train that never comes,
Ooh - waiting for the train that never comes,
But
don't tell me there's nothing coming, you don't fool me,
I hear the ghost train rumbling along
the tracks - set them free,
And I hear them,
It's black and white don't try to
hide,
It's black and white don't try to hide,
The station master's writing with a piece of
orange chalk,
A hundred cancellations, still no one wants to walk,
Keep the hungry children
from the skeletons in the back,
Paid to keep an eye out for the gipsy caravan,
Ooh - waiting
for the train that never comes,
Ooh - waiting for the train that never comes,
I hear the
ghost train rumbling along the tracks - set them free,
And I hear them,
It's black and white
don't try to hide,
It's black and white don't try to hide,
It's black and white don't try to
hide,
It's black and white don't try to hide,
It's black and white (don't try),
It's
black and white (don't try),
It's black and white don't try to hide,
It's black and white
don't try to hide,
And I hear them,
It's black and white don't try to hide,
It's black
and white don't try to hide, |
