| Song | Night Train - 2010 Version |
| Artist | Steve Winwood |
| Album | Revolutions: The Very Best Of Steve Winwood (Deluxe) |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Lyrics:Winwood/Jennings Music:Winwood/Jennings | |
| Out of the night burning with light | |
| Train shining black, I won't look back, life is running | |
| Hoping some day someone will say I got it made | |
| Pull up the shade, let the sun in | |
| Down on the night train, I feel the starlight steal away | |
| Use up a lifetime looking for the break of day | |
| Border patrol looking through me | |
| Towns without names all look the same, I hear crying | |
| Paris to Spain, countries in pain | |
| Caught up in flight, feeling the sight, Europe dying | |
| Rolling on, hear the wheels singing, fever keep coming on so strong | |
| My ticket paid, trying to fade | |
| I hope I get there not just somewhere I was leaving | |
| Out in the dark all the wolves bark | |
| I fold my arms try to keep warm by believing | |
| Hard rain following on, cold wheels moving on | |
| Everybody they're so alone down on the night train |
| Lyrics: Winwood Jennings Music: Winwood Jennings | |
| Out of the night burning with light | |
| Train shining black, I won' t look back, life is running | |
| Hoping some day someone will say I got it made | |
| Pull up the shade, let the sun in | |
| Down on the night train, I feel the starlight steal away | |
| Use up a lifetime looking for the break of day | |
| Border patrol looking through me | |
| Towns without names all look the same, I hear crying | |
| Paris to Spain, countries in pain | |
| Caught up in flight, feeling the sight, Europe dying | |
| Rolling on, hear the wheels singing, fever keep coming on so strong | |
| My ticket paid, trying to fade | |
| I hope I get there not just somewhere I was leaving | |
| Out in the dark all the wolves bark | |
| I fold my arms try to keep warm by believing | |
| Hard rain following on, cold wheels moving on | |
| Everybody they' re so alone down on the night train |
| Lyrics: Winwood Jennings Music: Winwood Jennings | |
| Out of the night burning with light | |
| Train shining black, I won' t look back, life is running | |
| Hoping some day someone will say I got it made | |
| Pull up the shade, let the sun in | |
| Down on the night train, I feel the starlight steal away | |
| Use up a lifetime looking for the break of day | |
| Border patrol looking through me | |
| Towns without names all look the same, I hear crying | |
| Paris to Spain, countries in pain | |
| Caught up in flight, feeling the sight, Europe dying | |
| Rolling on, hear the wheels singing, fever keep coming on so strong | |
| My ticket paid, trying to fade | |
| I hope I get there not just somewhere I was leaving | |
| Out in the dark all the wolves bark | |
| I fold my arms try to keep warm by believing | |
| Hard rain following on, cold wheels moving on | |
| Everybody they' re so alone down on the night train |