| Song | The Train |
| Artist | 17 Hippies |
| Album | Phantom Songs |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Should I get a hold on this, | |
| the old man said, | |
| this train is coming his way. | |
| He’s got pounds of nothing in a box, | |
| it’s so heavy, | |
| I’d throw it away - lalala. | |
| Gonna paint my face bright blue, | |
| and find a car, drive it down the coast... | |
| real slow. | |
| So if you think you have the time | |
| please cut loose, pack your bags and come, | |
| I’m gonna leave today. | |
| We’ll fly away. | |
| Leave no tracks for anyone to find us. | |
| Let’s set out, no asking why | |
| and go as far as anyone has gone, | |
| leave the phantoms of our lives behind to cry. | |
| Lalala… | |
| I’ve got a hat on, | |
| do you like my shoes? | |
| Hop aboard, here we go… away. | |
| Snow lies on a grassy slope, | |
| sun shines bright, | |
| carries it to sea, | |
| way down the river. | |
| Just had a bottle of wine, I’m in the mood, | |
| won’t you have some too? | |
| Please have some too. |
| Should I get a hold on this, | |
| the old man said, | |
| this train is coming his way. | |
| He' s got pounds of nothing in a box, | |
| it' s so heavy, | |
| I' d throw it away lalala. | |
| Gonna paint my face bright blue, | |
| and find a car, drive it down the coast... | |
| real slow. | |
| So if you think you have the time | |
| please cut loose, pack your bags and come, | |
| I' m gonna leave today. | |
| We' ll fly away. | |
| Leave no tracks for anyone to find us. | |
| Let' s set out, no asking why | |
| and go as far as anyone has gone, | |
| leave the phantoms of our lives behind to cry. | |
| Lalala | |
| I' ve got a hat on, | |
| do you like my shoes? | |
| Hop aboard, here we go away. | |
| Snow lies on a grassy slope, | |
| sun shines bright, | |
| carries it to sea, | |
| way down the river. | |
| Just had a bottle of wine, I' m in the mood, | |
| won' t you have some too? | |
| Please have some too. |
| Should I get a hold on this, | |
| the old man said, | |
| this train is coming his way. | |
| He' s got pounds of nothing in a box, | |
| it' s so heavy, | |
| I' d throw it away lalala. | |
| Gonna paint my face bright blue, | |
| and find a car, drive it down the coast... | |
| real slow. | |
| So if you think you have the time | |
| please cut loose, pack your bags and come, | |
| I' m gonna leave today. | |
| We' ll fly away. | |
| Leave no tracks for anyone to find us. | |
| Let' s set out, no asking why | |
| and go as far as anyone has gone, | |
| leave the phantoms of our lives behind to cry. | |
| Lalala | |
| I' ve got a hat on, | |
| do you like my shoes? | |
| Hop aboard, here we go away. | |
| Snow lies on a grassy slope, | |
| sun shines bright, | |
| carries it to sea, | |
| way down the river. | |
| Just had a bottle of wine, I' m in the mood, | |
| won' t you have some too? | |
| Please have some too. |