Take that night train to Memphis Take that night train to Memphis When you arrive at the station I'll be right there to meet you I'll be right there
Loaded like a freight train Flyin' like an aeroplane Feelin' like a space brain One more time tonight, look out Well I'm a west coast struttin' one bad
Take that night train to Memphis take that night train to Memphis And when you arrive at the station I'll be right there to meet you I'll be right there
How can I be down when I ain't been buried yet? Ah-ooh ah-ooh I smoke a cigarette, I ain't got no regrets Ah-ooh ah-ooh How can I be down when I ain't
Leave the station Somewhere down in east Oh baby, across the nation Looking for some fun And some hey down hey Tell the conductor you're headig For the
Here I'm goin', walkin' with my baby in my arms 'Cuz I am in the wrong end of the eight ball black And the devil, see he's right behind us And this worker
Out of the night burning with light Train shining black, I won't look back, life is running Hoping some day someone will say I got it made, pull up the
Yet another lonely day awake. When I?m with you I am dreaming. I want sleep to come to me once in a while. But your bed is all you see and I?m tired.
The message In a faded envelope In a viselike grip The passage Of a carriage in the dark On a foreign trip again The image Of a figure in the trees
I'm riding the night train The smile is still burning Dancing in my way A mile for the lonely A crown for the clown, I smile and I run For years, now
Out of the night burning with light Train shining black, I won't look back, life is running Hoping some day someone will say I got it made Pull up the
Ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh Sleep tight on the night train, no pain I don't remember Oh a couple of years did some good for you No
Loaded like a freight train Flyin' like an aeroplane Feelin' like a space brain One more time tonight Well I'm a west coast struttin' One bad mother Got
[Verse One] I'm on a night train, from Moscow to St. Petersburg Right outside the wall in the bleeding world With the biggest band-aid cant' make the
Here I'm going Wlakin' with my baby in my arms 'Cuz I am in the wrong end of the eight ball black And the devil, see, he's right behind us And this worker
Passa il treno della notte Dietro i cartelli della ferrovia Sotto un lampione in questa strada deserta La mia bottiglia cerca compagnia Bambina dolce
Un train de nuit, c'est deja la province, Un train de nuit, c'est deja Quimperle, Les gens roupillent et les grosses roues grincent, Comme sous le vent