White Train
Standing on my doorway
I wondered why his hand was painted red
It's just a scratch he said
Here we go again
We stumbled to the car
By the time we hit Prince Henry's he was white
I said you looked such a sight
He said I don't feel no pain
And I know just what to do
And I know it's nothing new
We've been through this before
But I don't follow
Why must it be you
On a white train?
I stuck until the end
Though you said I was no friend
But you were blind
You really lost your mind
On a white train
Some will swill and some will sip
Some just find a place where they don't slip
Others take a trip
On a white train
And I know just what to do
And I know it's nothing new
We've been through this before
But I don't follow
Why must it be you
On a white train?
Writer/s: PAUL MAURICE KELLY
