Everybody Loves A Train - Tom Jones

A long time down away on Eastside, Southside,

Los Angeles, Detroit, America, U.S.A.

Sittin' right about here watchin' high heels

And sneakers tread concrete platform headin' straight

For who knows where and why and how come

Clack, clack, clack

Goin' down the rails and comin' back

Train a-comin' goin'

Clack, clack, clack

Clack, clack, clack

I’m thinkin' in sick brain,

«Say man, where you goin' with all those stories

Wrapped up in suitcase and handbags and old rags?»

Says, «I can’t say, but the 12:40's got my name.»

Well it goes without sayin', everybody loves a train

Steel whistle blowin' a crazy sound

Jump on a car when she comes around

Steel whistle blowin' a crazy sound

Jump on a car when she comes around

Clack, clack, clack

Goin' down the rails and comin' back

Train a-comin' goin'

Clack, clack, clack

Clack, clack, clack

Just goes without saying that everybody loves a train

Go ahead and call us insane, but we all just love a train

Go ahead!