Lyrics:
along the southbound odyssey the train pulls out of Kankakee
Rolls along past houses, farms & fields
Passin' graves that have no name, freight yards
Written by danny kirwan.
Betty sang the blue song
For he'd been away for too long
She was dreaming of her lost companion-ee
For she came down from
as
"A moment of being" by Virginia Woolf
"It" by Kerouac "Rapture" by the scriptures
And most recently "This" by me
Strobe lights and storms
Hit songs
reached out for you
I needed you and you left me by myself
Hey, this song right here, man, is for everyone Who's ever been stabbed in the back
By those who
gonna see me through
This has been our story, same sad song
Ever since the day, the day you came along
It's a lonely night in Georgia
I met you in a club in Atlanta, Georgia
Said me and my homeboy were coming out with an album
You looked at me like, "Yeah, nigga right"
But you
sacks of mail
All along the southbound odyssey
The train pulls out at Kankakee
Rolls along past houses, farms and fields
Passin' trains that have no
sacks of mail
All along the southbound odyssey
The train pulls out at Kankakee
And rolls along past houses, farms and fields
Passin' trains that have
along the southbound odyssey the train pulls out of Kankakee
Rolls along past houses, farms & fields
Passin' graves that have no name, freight yards
happened so quickly, so quick, by surprise
Right there in front of everyone's eyes
Greatest magic trick ever under the sun
Perfectly executed, skillfully
in Mississippi,
Wanted man in ol' Cheyenne
Wherever you might look tonight you might see this wanted man
I might be in Colorado,
Or Georgia by
shanty odyssey
Catalina for California today got to get underway
For California today got to get underway Catalina
Wind song sings Dulcinea catch
and twenty-five sacks of mail
They're all out on the southbound odyssey
And the train pulls out of Kankakee
Rolls past the houses, farms and fields
Passin'
and twenty-five sacks of mail
They're all out on the southbound odyssey
And the train pulls out of Kankakee
Rolls past the houses, farms and fields
Passin'
She was sittin' all alone over on the tailgate
Tan legs swingin' by a Georgia plate
I was lookin' for her boyfriend
Thinkin', "No way she ain't
sacks of mail
All along the southbound odyssey
The train pulled out at Kankakee
And rolls along past houses, farms and fields
Passin' trains that
sacks of mail
All along the southbound odyssey
The train pulled out at Kankakee
And rolls along past houses, farms and fields
Passin' trains that
sacks of mail.
All along the southbound odyssey
The train pulls out at Kankakee
Rolls along past houses, farms and fields.
Passin' trains that have no
sacks of mail
All along the southbound odyssey
The train pulled out at Kankakee
And rolls along past houses, farms and fields
Passin' trains that have no
sacks of mail
All along the southbound odyssey
The train pulled out at Kankakee
And rolls along past houses, farms and fields
Passin' trains that have no
told to write songs for the people
Take the original Hebrews on an Exodus of Black Excellence
Tell them to invest in us and make testaments about each
[D]riders,
Three con[Bm]ductors, and t[A]wenty five sacks of [D]mail.
We're all [Bm]out on the southbound odyssey,
As the [F#m]train pulls out
sacks of mail.
All along the southbound odyssey
The train pulls out at Kankakee
Rolls along past houses, farms and fields.
Passin' trains that have no
see me through
This has been our story, same sad song
Ever since the day, the day you came along
It's a lonely night in Georgia
And everything I do
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