Old Familiar Steam Lyrics

	作词 : Old 97's
	By the time you leave
	I'll be saving all my green
	For a homebound train to carry me
	On old familiar steam.
	I wish you'd hurry up,
	And leave or come around.
	Well the moon is waning hard tonight.
	I 'm leaving my home town.
	And the train rolls on with no pilot.
	And the station's left me i know.
	But if you should happen to find it,
	Please bring it home, bring it home.
	I traded all my stops
	For a pillow made of rails.
	In an empty room i listen to
	The lonely whistle wails.
	I woke up to feet,
	That i took to be your shoes,
	And the train lay tracks that deafened me,
	Shook my insides loose.
	And the train rolls on with no pilot,
	And the station's left me i know.
	But if you should happen to find it,
	Please bring it home, bring it home.
	And the point of all this living,
	Is the dying still to come.
	And i could be forgiven,
	But i just won't, i just won't.
	(cool don walser yodel & fade out)

	zuo ci : Old 97' s
	By the time you leave
	I' ll be saving all my green
	For a homebound train to carry me
	On old familiar steam.
	I wish you' d hurry up,
	And leave or come around.
	Well the moon is waning hard tonight.
	I ' m leaving my home town.
	And the train rolls on with no pilot.
	And the station' s left me i know.
	But if you should happen to find it,
	Please bring it home, bring it home.
	I traded all my stops
	For a pillow made of rails.
	In an empty room i listen to
	The lonely whistle wails.
	I woke up to feet,
	That i took to be your shoes,
	And the train lay tracks that deafened me,
	Shook my insides loose.
	And the train rolls on with no pilot,
	And the station' s left me i know.
	But if you should happen to find it,
	Please bring it home, bring it home.
	And the point of all this living,
	Is the dying still to come.
	And i could be forgiven,
	But i just won' t, i just won' t.
	cool don walser yodel fade out

	zuò cí : Old 97' s
	By the time you leave
	I' ll be saving all my green
	For a homebound train to carry me
	On old familiar steam.
	I wish you' d hurry up,
	And leave or come around.
	Well the moon is waning hard tonight.
	I ' m leaving my home town.
	And the train rolls on with no pilot.
	And the station' s left me i know.
	But if you should happen to find it,
	Please bring it home, bring it home.
	I traded all my stops
	For a pillow made of rails.
	In an empty room i listen to
	The lonely whistle wails.
	I woke up to feet,
	That i took to be your shoes,
	And the train lay tracks that deafened me,
	Shook my insides loose.
	And the train rolls on with no pilot,
	And the station' s left me i know.
	But if you should happen to find it,
	Please bring it home, bring it home.
	And the point of all this living,
	Is the dying still to come.
	And i could be forgiven,
	But i just won' t, i just won' t.
	cool don walser yodel fade out

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