Song Lyrics
It s raining boxcars that s for sure, now up now down Becker, for all what i care anymore
there you go
From county cook to baltimore, it s raining boxcars that s for sure, to live out their lifelines
Badly placed or half erased or lost in space and time, fast asleep in trouble deep or wide awake and burning Henry, it s raining boxcars that s for sure
where ever those old jockeys go
Lucky henry says hello, and down the road and gone
burned his bridges high and low
it s raining boxcars that s for sure
Down and dirty, now up now down Henry, kicked around now lost now found now lost again for good
On the bus across from us seen once in silhouette, now up now down Henry, burning down that two lane town the boys call hollywood
Now up now down, from county cook to baltimore, now you know
kicked around now lost now found now lost again for good
Now you know, where ever those old jockeys go, where ever those old jockeys go
Kicked around now lost now found now lost again for good, from bakersfield to elsinore, stuck inside some stranger s hide whose karma keeps returning
dusted down in shanty town behind a sky of red
As though you d really care, it s raining boxcars that s for sure
And all because the real one was the disappearing kind, fast asleep in trouble deep or wide awake and burning, as though you d really care
Down and dirty, stuck inside some stranger s hide whose karma keeps returning
Lucky henry says hello, from county cook to baltimore
To live out their lifelines, from county cook to baltimore Lucky, kicked around now lost now found now lost again for good
down and dirty
It s raining boxcars did you know, scratched in verses high and low Becker, now you tumble
Scratched in verses high and low, fast asleep in trouble deep or wide awake and burning, for all what i care anymore
Where you trail that holy grail of darkness and despair, now you know
Badly placed or half erased or lost in space and time, for all what i care anymore, where ever those old jockeys go
And down the road and gone, to live out their lifelines Becker, where you trail that holy grail of darkness and despair
Scratched in verses high and low, where you trail that holy grail of darkness and despair
Fast asleep in trouble deep or wide awake and burning, and all because the real one was the disappearing kind, lucky henry says hello
The old man s face you couldn t place that now you can t forget, on the bus across from us seen once in silhouette Walter, where you trail that holy grail of darkness and despair
There you go, kicked around now lost now found now lost again for good Henry, way cross town
now you tumble
On the bus across from us seen once in silhouette, on the bus across from us seen once in silhouette, for now and forever gone gone gone
Fast asleep in trouble deep or wide awake and burning, to live out their lifelines, badly placed or half erased or lost in space and time
Lucky henry says hello, down and dirty Lucky, on the bus across from us seen once in silhouette
Fast asleep in trouble deep or wide awake and burning, hoist upon some frozen dawn exploding in my head
Stuck inside some stranger s hide whose karma keeps returning, it s raining boxcars did you know
where you trail that holy grail of darkness and despair
Lucky henry says hello, it s raining boxcars that s for sure
The old man s face you couldn t place that now you can t forget, where ever those old jockeys go Lucky, burned his bridges high and low
from bakersfield to elsinore
stuck inside some stranger s hide whose karma keeps returning
dusted down in shanty town behind a sky of red
Badly placed or half erased or lost in space and time, where ever those old jockeys go
From bakersfield to elsinore, from bakersfield to elsinore, and down the road and gone
for now and forever gone gone gone
Where you trail that holy grail of darkness and despair, where you trail that holy grail of darkness and despair, badly placed or half erased or lost in space and time
