Indigo Girls
This Train Revised (Live) lyrics
Songwriters: Ray, Amy Elizabeth
We are climbing Jacob's ladder
We are climbing on Jacob's ladder
Out of these boxcars and out of these chambers
Out of the bed where we laid with ten strangers
We are climbing Jacob's ladder
We are climbing on Jacob, Jacob's ladder
It's a fish white belly, a lump in my throat
A razor on the wire, skin and bone
Piss and blood in a railroad car
One hundred people
Gypsies, queers and David's star
This train is bound for glory
This train is bound for glory
This train is bound for glory now, yeah
Measure the bones and count the face
Pull out the teeth
Did you get them all?
And do you belong to the human race?
Doctor doctor, are you unkind
Do you shock the monkeys
Cover my eyes
With clear blue skies
This train is bound for glory
This train is bound for glory
This train is bound for glory now
This train
Here is a dancer
Who has no legs
Here is a teacher
Who has no face
Here is a healer
Who has no hands
Here is a runner
Who has no feet
Here is a thinker
Here is a builder
Who has no head
Who has no back
Here is a writer
Who has no voice
These are the questions
These are the answers
Stacked like wood
This train is bound for glory
This train is bound for glory
This train is bound for glory now
This train
This train is bound for glory
This train is bound for glory
This train is bound for glory
This train it carried your mothers
This train it, it carried your fathers
This train is bound for glory now
This train it, it carried your sisters
This train
This train it, it carried your brothers
Here is a teacher
Here is a writer
This train it, it carried my sisters
This train it, it carried my brother
Here is a thinker
This train is
This train is bound for glory
These are the questions
Stacked like wood
These are the answers
Here is potential and it's gone for good
This Train Revised (Live) lyrics © Emi Virgin Songs, Inc; Godhap Music
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