Never Tell Your Mother She's Out Of Tune

When I hear that big black whistle they blow I feel inside it's time for me to be going Fortunately baby, I'd already gone before When they say, I'm worth ten pieces of coal And you shouting hey what about when you are an old man Fortunately baby, I'd already locked the door They say, there are men who are blue like me in the stars Beards for the weird and bars for bizarre guitar men Fortunately baby, I'd already joined the force Good time train, well, it does not need any track It wins the race to the place where I'm gonna pack up Fortunately baby, I'd already grabbed the sky All the days that the road has spent on me Judges shout you must slave to be a freeman Fortunately baby, I am never coming back Good time train, good time train