Just waiin’ for the next train to Crazyville
Dan Johnson
© August, 2012
(slow and bluesy)
I’m just sittin’ by the railroad tracks
trains are coming and going the live long day…but
None seem to be going my way…no, none seem to be going my way
choo choo choo, choody choo choo choo.
Where am I going…what’s my next big thrill,
I’m heading somewhere, anywhere, I don’t care,
Just want to get the hell outta here…
Conductor cries out “All aboard”
Three toots of the whistle and one … I don’t give a hoot
Choo choo choo, choody choo choo
Life is fine, in fact quite sublime now that I’m on the train to crazyville,
Don’t you want to go with me?...won’t you want to go with me?
We’ll slide on down the tracks to that place called crazyville...
and never come back, and never ever come back.
choo choo choo, choody choo choo choo. (Repeat twice)
got no worries…got no fears…
all I know is I’ve got to get out of here
this trains blowing off a lot of steam
struggling to climb the next hill…
choo choo choo, choody choo choo choo
there it is I can see it now
just ahead this old train’s starting to slow,
I’ll be so happy…I know I will,
I’m almost home, up ahead she patiently awaits…the conductor calls out
“Everyone off…this stop”is crazyville”
Choo choo choo, choody choo choo choo (Repeat twice, fade music.)
Regis
Anna
love ya bunches
SPP
Ah yes, Crazyville, been there so many times it seems like a second home.
Walt