Dream Train - Babylon A.D.

Well, come down with the other place

And make it to the city

Hear that train, that ole dream train

Sitting on a porch on a hot summer lazy day

Playing my guitar in that deep South Delta way

Just picking along looking out across the railroad tracks

Singing something 'bout a train to the city that’ll never come back

There’s that whistle blowing softly

Coming from miles away

Hear that train, that ole dream train

Hear that train, that ole dream train

Momma’s in the kitchen making supper on an old gas stove

And daddy’s on the couch drinking whiskey warming up his bones

And he can’t find a job, 'cause the factories have all closed down

Yeah, but somehow, someway, someday, he’s gonna get out

There’s that whistle blowing softly

Taking him far away

Hear that train, that ole dream train

Hear that train, that ole dream train

Dream train, miles away, dream train

All aboard!

Whoo!

Hear that train, that ole dream train

Hear that train, that ole dream train

Just chugging along, well, I can hear my train

(Hear that train)

Just chugging along, yeah, I can hear my train

(That ole dream train)

Just chugging along, well, I can hear my train

(Hear that train)

Just chugging along, just chugging along

(That ole dream train)

Dream train, miles away, dream train, miles away

Miles away, miles away, miles away…