Waiting For The Ghost Train lyrics

A straw headed woman, and a barrel chested man,

A pocket full of posies with a hat brim full of sand,

Ooh - waiting for the train that never comes,

A dog chasing the tumbleweeds, across the sandy floor,

That drift along the platform, through the ticket office door,

Ooh - waiting for the train that never comes,

Ooh - waiting for the train that never comes,

But don't tell me there's nothing coming, you don't fool me,

I hear the ghost train rumbling along the tracks - set them free,

And I hear them,

It's black and white don't try to hide,

It's black and white don't try to hide,

The station master's writing with a piece of orange chalk,

A hundred cancellations, still no one wants to walk,

Keep the hungry children from the skeletons in the back,

Paid to keep an eye out for the gipsy caravan,

Ooh - waiting for the train that never comes,

Ooh - waiting for the train that never comes,

• Artist:Madness