Ghost Train Blues New Riders of the Purple Sage

Hunter-Nelson

Melancholy lingo
Soul upon the wing
Moanin’ at my window, I can hear it sing
Steamin’ down a cold track
Sleepin’ in a coal sack
Bad pint of applejack, done me wrong
Solitary song
Up to meet the dawn
Ghost Train Blues, Baby all night long
Sing it to the moon
Sing it to the stars
Sing it to a hundred haunted hell-bound boxcars
Ridin’ on the Ghost Train ooh ooh
Tracks made of blue flame ooh hooh
Moanin’ in the cold rain Listen to it pour
I don’t want to ride this Ghost Train anymore

(Bridge)
Ghost Train switchman reekin’ of booze
Northbound, Southbound: his to choose
Got no blanket but my own tattoos
And no damn music but the Ghost Train Blues
Listen to that wolf-wail
Thunder clap and black hail
‘nough to make my nerve fail, All night long
Stand before the dawn
Dare to meet the day
No one here to help, But they help me anyway
Solitary song
Stand before the dawn
Ghost Train Blues, Baby all night long
Sing about forever
A moment at a time
Riding on the Ghost Train, Mortuary Line