Im leavin, leavin..

[leftyman]

the weekend. Its only 3 hours away, gonna have me some fun.

 

[FoBoT]

how big is the train?

 

[meltdown75]

if that train leaves town A for town B, why did buddy kill himself in the non-smoking section?

 

[moshquerade]

just don't take one in the caboose

 

[anxi80]

have fun in georgia!

He's leaving
(leaving)
On that midnight train to georgia
(leaving on a midnight train)
Oh yeah
Oh ya'll
Said he's going back to find
(he's going back to find)
A simpler place and time
(and when he takes that ride)
Yes he is
(guess who's gonna be right by his side)
I'll be with him
(i know you will)
On that midnight train to georgia
(leaving on a midnight train to georgia)
(whoo whoo)
I'd rather live in his world
(live in his world)
Than live without him in mine
(world, world)
(it's his, his and hers alone)

 

[Amused]

Did someone Choo-Choo-Choose you?

 

[chrisms]

Just a small town girl, livin? in a lonely world
She took the midnight train goin? anywhere
Just a city boy, born and raised in south detroit
He took the midnight train goin? anywhere

A singer in a smokey room
A smell of wine and cheap perfume
For a smile they can share the night
It goes on and on and on and on

Strangers waiting, up and down the boulevard
Their shadows searching in the night
Streetlight people, living just to find emotion
Hiding, somewhere in the night

Working hard to get my fill,
Everybody wants a thrill
Payin? anything to roll the dice,
Just one more time
Some will win, some will lose
Some were born to sing the blues
Oh, the movie never ends
It goes on and on and on and on

Don?t stop believin?
Hold on to the feelin?
Streetlight people

 

[jalaram]

:music: Don't go away mad, just go away. :music:

 

[DaShen]

Originally posted by: moshquerade
just don't take one in the caboose

I hate that 😉 Work is done! 😉

 

[Anubis]

Originally posted by: chrisms
Just a small town girl, livin? in a lonely world
She took the midnight train goin? anywhere
Just a city boy, born and raised in south detroit
He took the midnight train goin? anywhere

A singer in a smokey room
A smell of wine and cheap perfume
For a smile they can share the night
It goes on and on and on and on

Strangers waiting, up and down the boulevard
Their shadows searching in the night
Streetlight people, living just to find emotion
Hiding, somewhere in the night

Working hard to get my fill,
Everybody wants a thrill
Payin? anything to roll the dice,
Just one more time
Some will win, some will lose
Some were born to sing the blues
Oh, the movie never ends
It goes on and on and on and on

Don?t stop believin?
Hold on to the feelin?
Streetlight people

yeah journey

thats waht i thought of also

 

[FoBoT]

Originally posted by: moshquerade
just don't take one in the caboose

then how do you explain this? maybe nsfw?

 

[Hayabusa Rider]

Riding on the City of New Orleans,
Illinois Central Monday morning rail
Fifteen cars and fifteen restless riders,
Three conductors and twenty-five 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 names,
Freight yards full of old black men
And the graveyards of the rusted automobiles.

CHORUS:
Good morning America how are you?
Don't you know me I'm your native son,
I'm the train they call The City of New Orleans,
I'll be gone five hundred miles when the day is done.

Dealin' card games with the old men in the club car.
Penny a point ain't no one keepin' score.
Pass the paper bag that holds the bottle
Feel the wheels rumblin' 'neath the floor.
And the sons of pullman porters
And the sons of engineers
Ride their father's magic carpets made of steel.
Mothers with their babes asleep,
Are rockin' to the gentle beat
And the rhythm of the rails is all they feel.

CHORUS

Nighttime on The City of New Orleans,
Changing cars in Memphis, Tennessee.
Half way home, we'll be there by morning
Through the Mississippi darkness
Rolling down to the sea.
And all the towns and people seem
To fade into a bad dream
And the steel rails still ain't heard the news.
The conductor sings his song again,
The passengers will please refrain
This train's got the disappearing railroad blues.

Good night, America, how are you?
Don't you know me I'm your native son,
I'm the train they call The City of New Orleans,
I'll be gone five hundred miles when the day is done.

 

[BooGiMaN]

dont let the door hit ya where God split ya....