Tracks

I can hear the clank of the tracks

And feel the sweat on my back

Baby I got the blues

I hear the bird chirping soft and sad

About a lover that he once had

Baby I got the blues

I turned my back on the monsters of hill and dale

And on that blue ocean I set sail

I boarded that train, intent on some gain

But ran into the cocaine blues

With my gun in one pocket

And my drink in the other

Baby I’ve got a gin wall full of clues

And nothing to loose

So let’s solve this puzzle

Sit down by this fire and cuddle

Cause outside the rain collects in puddles

I’m not scared of nothing

Cause I come in pairs

I’m coming home baby

I’ll be back soon

Just the sweat on my back baby