The Train - 17 Hippies

Should I get a hold on this

The old man said

This train is coming his way

He’s got pounds of nothing in a box

It’s so heavy

I’d throw it away — lalala

Gonna paint my face bright blue

And find a car, drive it down the coast

Real slow

So if you think you have the time

Please cut loose, pack your bags and come

I’m gonna leave today

We’ll fly away

Leave no tracks for anyone to find us Let’s set out, no asking why

And go as far as anyone has gone

Leave the phantoms of our lives behind to cry

Lalala…

I’ve got a hat on Do you like my shoes?

Hop aboard, here we go… away

Snow lies on a grassy slope

Sun shines bright

Carries it to sea

Way down the river

Just had a bottle of wine, I’m in the mood

Won’t you have some too?

Please have some too