Matraca Berg - That Train Don't Run - Sözleri

He ran hard, he ran fast

A fallen angel on a weekend pass

Never looked forward, never looked back

A blaze of glory down a one way track



I hear the whistle

I hear the rumble

And at two a.m. outside my door

Must be your memory

Rattlin' the shutters

That train don't run by here no more



Oh yeah, we were rollin' in the wild, wild days

He kept on going and I changed my ways

Now I'm a good girl, I do what's right

Still sometimes in the middle of the night



I hear the whistle

I hear the rumble

And at two a.m. outside my door

Must be your memory

Rattlin' the shutters

That train don't run by here no more



I lie and listen to the last boxcar

Sweet dreams baby, wherever you are

Wherever you are



Yeah, I hear the whistle

I hear the rumble

And at two a.m. outside my door

Must be your memory

Rattlin' the shutters

That train don't run by here no more

No more



No more

That train don't run

That train don't run by here no more












		
			



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