This song was mostly written on a train ride
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down the west coast while on tour. Hadn't
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ridden a train since I was a kid...
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september in seattle
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waiting on a train
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I smoked my last cigarette
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standing in out of the rain
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there's a cool wind blowin
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down the alley by the depot
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amtrak down the coastline
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to the city of the roses
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mam's hangin hand me downs
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daddy1s in the hotel bar
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kids reciting mother goose
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running naked through the yard
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you see the best and the worst here
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the richest and the poor
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from the mansions on the hilltop
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to the red dirt floor
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pull into the station
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the sun's settin outside
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the pushers and the pullers
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tryin to take you for a ride
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portland is a small town
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with a bitter city smile
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and as I walk these streets wround
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I might just hang here for a while
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September In Seattle
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| Shawn Mullins |
