Ray Wylie Hubbard
train yard
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Kiss me on the mouth sweet gal
As if we was fixinâ to die
And Iâll follow you down
Till the Mississippi runs dry
Thereâs a room down at the train yard
The wall is gunmetal grey
The door ainât never locked
Come sun down, letâs slip away
Iâll fetch us a blanket
You brink a box of crackerjacks
Weâll make a pallet on the floor
And lay a penny on the railroad tracks
When the train comes flyinâ past
The walls shake and the floorboard squeaks
You be sittinâon top of the world girl
Like the Mississippi Sheiks
Now if somebody ever asks you
If you got any
You just smile and lick your lips
And show em that old flat penny
- Album:
- Ray Wylie Hubbard And The Cowboy Twinkies
- Miscellaneous
- A: Enlightenment B: Endarkenment
- Live At Cibolo Creek Country Club
- Americana Music Awards Sampler
- A: Enlightenment B: Endarkenment (Hint: There Is No C)
- Off the Wall
- 107.1 KGSR Broadcasts, Volume 7
- Texas Outlaws
- Best of the Kerrville Folk Festival, Volume 2
- Texas Songwriters (Live)
- Loco Gringos Lament
- The Best of the Kerrville Folk Festival
- The Silverwolf Years
- Texas Songwriters (Recorded Live at Kerrville)
- Hell Or High Water (Original Motion Picture Soundtrack)
- Comancheria (Bande originale du film)
- The Best of Kerrville
- Kerrville Folk Festival: The Silverwolf Years
- Snake Farm