What She Wrote
See the station agent come judgment day
Adding up time and a price to pay
Note the needful, works to find
A seat for those deserving come leaving time
Just a reservation needed is what I know
There will be a seat for those that pay to go
There's not much here that I'm going to miss
Maybe next place will be better then this
Chorus:
With the train steaming up getting ready to go
You'll want to be on board
When it starts to blow
Unlucky skill suffers idleness
Get yourself a job and count yourself blessed
Nothing complicated I like it that way
Just do the paperwork, don't complain
Not many people can do what I do
The shiny thing don't shine like it used to
You've got to care when the threads are few
Or you'll end up running with a skeleton crew
Chorus
Preservation polish, silicon breasts
Life around here is chumming for sex
Prospecting pleasure, imagination spice
A freak show live every single night
Too many secrets, not much free
Most take what they can, more then they need
Spend what they've got, living hog high
Greedy little bastards you can see it in their eyes
Chorus:
Put your back to the wheel
Feel the load
If you carry it alone
It's going to make you feel old
I'm going to take my rest when the work's done
Time enough later to have my fun
And at the end you just hope there's luck left
I learned the harder you work
The luckier you get
Chorus:
With the trains steaming up getting ready to go
You'll want to be on board
When she starts to moan, whining low
None the never less it's what it is
And it comes to this, oh you've got to go
With the trains steaming up getting ready to go
You'll want to be on board
When she starts to moan, whining low
None the never less it's what it is
And it comes to this, if you miss that boat
That's what she wrote
Tuning: B E B E B E capo 2