Death Train

The old bums sat around by a fire, spoon and match While the rain played its music on their tar paper shacks I been waitin' on a ticket to ride on the rusted rails Their pain fades away as their faces turn pale Well, Georgie rolled up the shirtsleeves to his arm Showed the laces that he'd been to, he'd never left the farm Once you get on it's so hard to get off It's just full speed ahead as we ride off in the dark So come along and ride on that old death train Out of needles we'll embark on a well traveled vein The rats got off as the bums got on If the tracks are fadin', we'll be in hell by dawn So give me a breath of your last cigarette As we travel the world over goin' deeper in debt The telegraph poles ae the cross that marks the grave And the sound of the guitar is the only sound that saves So come along and ride on that old death train Out of needles we'll embark on a well traveled vein The rats got off as the bums got on If the tracks are fadin', we'll be in hell by dawn