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Lyrics for The Ballad Of John Train by Phil Ochs:
| | | Artist: | Phil Ochs |
| | Album: | Unknown | | Track: | The Ballad Of John Train | | | | Date Added: | 18/10/2007 | | Views: | 61 | | | | Lyrics: | Phil ochs checked into the chelsea hotel,
There was blood on his clothes and they were
dirty.
I could see by his face he was not feeling well,
He'd been to one too many
parties.
He walked in the lobby a picture of doom,
It was plain to see he'd been
a-drinkin'
I had to follow him up to his room,
To find out what he was
thinking
"train, train, train"
From the outlaw in his brain
But he's
still the same refrain
He walked in his room and he fell on the floor
Hanging in his
hangover
Now the act from the stage he plays on the street
Handing out piles of
money
His audience now is the bums that he meets
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