My Train
John Freight

Sitting in a crowded room.
Waiting for my train to come.
The same thing ev'ry day well it's not much fun.

And when the train cones to a stop.
I look around and take a seat.
I'm so tired soon I fall asleep.

I hardly noticed how it goes.
I only smell pollution in my nose.

Train, train you're to drive.
You're to take me tomy wife.
Just make sure that I'll arrive. 

The train is rumblin'on and on.
It's quite a noise but I can't hear.
I'm longing for my wife and a glass of beer.

Now I'm near the old home town.
The train is slowing down a bit.
Some people leave the train but I'll remain.

I hardly noticed how it went.
I never thougt that this would be the end.

Train, train you're to drive.
You're to take me tomy wife.
Just make sure that I'll arrive.