Rickie Lee Jones)
Here I'm going
Walking with my baby in my arms
Cuz I am in the wrong end of this eight ball black
And the devil, see, he's right behind us
And this worker said she's gonna take my little baby
My little angel black
But they won't getcha
Cuz I'm right here witcha
On the Night Train
Swing low, Saint Cadillac
Tearin' down the alley
And I'm reaching so high for ya
Don't let 'em take me back
Broken like valiums and chumps in the rain
That cry and quiver
When a Blue Horizon is sleeping in the station
With a ticket for a train
Surely mine will deliver me there
Here she comes...
I'm safe here with you
On the Night Train
Oh mamma, mamma
Concrete is wheeling by
Down at the end of a lullaby
On the Night Train
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