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Lyrics for 'Old Familiar Steam' by 'Old 97s'
By The Time You Leave
I'll Be Saving All My Green
For A Homebound Train To Carry Me
On Old Familiar Steam.
I Wish You'd Hurry Up,
And Leave Or Come Around.
Well The Moon Is Waning Hard Tonight.
I 'm Leaving My Home Town.
And The Train Rolls On With No Pilot.
And The Station's Left Me I Know.
But If You Should Happen To Find It,
Please Bring It Home, Bring It Home.
I Traded All My Stops
For A Pillow Made Of Rails.
In An Empty Room I Listen To
The Lonely Whistle Wails.
I Woke Up To Feet,
That I Took To Be Your Shoes,
And The Train Lay Tracks That Deafened Me,
Shook My Insides Loose.
And The Train Rolls On With No Pilot,
And The Station's Left Me I Know.
But If You Should Happen To Find It,
Please Bring It Home, Bring It Home.
And The Point Of All This Living,
Is The Dying Still To Come.
And I Could Be Forgiven,
But I Just Won't, I Just Won't.
(cool Don Walser Yodel & Fade Out)
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