Текст, перевод и аккорды “The Train”
- (words & music by suzzy roche) I sit down on the train With my big pocketbook The guitar and a sugar-free drink I wipe the sweat off of my brow With the side of my arm And take off all that i can I am trying not to have a bad day Everybody knows the way that is Even though my baggage and i Are using up a two person seat I'm not trying to be funny But the guy who sits down next to me Is even bigger than that We are overflowing out of the seat I can't look at him He doesn't look at me Once you step on You might never get off Of the commuter train It doesn't go very far away But just the same It s a trip and a half My face is pressed up Against the window And through it i can see The reflection of the train I spy on the big guy Sitting next to me He's drinking two beers And reading the new york post Trying not to get in my way Everybody knows the kind of day that is He is miserable I am miserable We are miserable Can't we have a party Would he rather have a party After all we have to sit here And he's even drinking a beer I want to ask him what's his name But i can't cause i'm so afraid Of the man on the train
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