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THE WARREN BROTHERS >> Merchandise Links
THE WARREN BROTHERS
(Brad Warren/Brett Warren/Tom Douglas) I grew up here on Bourbon Street Playin' for the beer and tips Livin' by the Poncha Train Watchin' drunks and sailin' ships I'm sittin' on a midnight train Gonna bury momma on my birthday And never's gonna be too soon To see these streets of Vieux Carre' Thirty years ago Momma was a pretty bride She took this train to New Orleans Made a mask for Mardi Gras And never took it off it seems Daddy drank away their honeymoon He never wore his wedding band They fought just like a hurricane But she fell in love with Dixieland Now I'm on a train to nowhere To find the future in my past I'm on a train to nowhere Feelin' like a no one How long will this last? Goin' nowhere fast Nine months later to the day She labored deep into the night I was the baby in her arms And she was weakened by the fight I grew up fast I grew up hard The alleyways were my backyard Momma sang at Pat O'Riley's And I sat in with the band on Fridays Now I'm on a train to nowhere To find the future in my past I'm on a train to nowhere Feelin' like a no one How long will this last? Goin' nowhere fast Tonight we'll cross the Mason-Dixon line Finally takin' Momma home She will find a restin' place Beneath the garden made of stone And I came here to find tomorrow Now I hear my station name If I can just forget my past Maybe I can start again Now I'm on a train to nowhere To find the future in my past I'm on a train to nowhere But this trip will be my last Yeah if I can just get goin' And get myself on track Off this train to nowhere It's goin' nowhere fast...
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