Last Train to Amsterdam - Ray Wylie Hubbard

There’s an old soul waitin' to be born

There’s a scarecrow standin' in the corn

On of thems wishin' for the light of day

One of them is chasin' all the black crows away

Well I’m standing at the station and I don’t know where I am

And the wheels are turnin' on the last train to Amsterdam

There’s a preacher out spreadin' the word

There’s a blond in a thunderbird

One of them tells me to kneel and pray

One of them gets to me in a real bad way

Well I got me a one way ticket to get me from where I am

And the wheels are turnin' on the last train to Amsterdam

I’m standin' just south of Fate

There ain’t no exit from the interstate

There’s one way in, it’s a long dirty road

Only one way our Robert Johnson knows

There’s a hobo waitin' on a train

There’s a hitch hiker standin' in the rain

One of them knows he’s never going home

The other one feels God down in his bones