Paroles Greyhound de Harry Chapin

Textes et Paroles de Greyhound

It's midnight at the depo
And I dragged my bags in lines
Travelin' light
I got to go, but the bus won't be on time
Everybody's lookin' half-alive
Later on, the bus arrives

They punch my ticket
And I find a seat
And we move out past the lights
Come on driver, where's your heat?
It's cold out, in the night
Keeps tellin' to myself
That I don't care
Come tomorrow
I'll be there

Take the Greyhound
It's a dog of a way
To get around
Take the Greyhound
It's a dog-gone easy way
To get you down

I'm tired of watchin' this night go by
So I look across the aisle
The window's frosted, I can't sleep
But the girl, returns my smile
She reminds me of someone I know back home
So I doze, so it goes

When you take the Greyhound
It's a dog of a way
To get around
Take A Greyhound
It's a dog-gone easy way
To get you down

I'm wrinkled on my stool, at the rest stop
Waitress bein' cozy with a highway cop
My coffee's tastin' tired
My eyes roll over dead
Got to go outside
To get the gas out of my head
Oh oh ooh
To be in bed

Got me drivin'
You got me drivin'
I'm on this Greyhound bus, and you're drivin'
But there's nothing new about Greyhounds
And there's nothing new about feeling down
And there's nothing new about puttin' off
Or puttin' myself on
Whoa Greyhound

Lookin' to tomorrow
That's the way the loser hides
I should've realized by now
That all my life's a ride
It's time to find a happy time
And make myself a friend
Well you know there ain't no rainbows waitin when this journey ends
Whooooa

Steppin' off this dirty bus
First time I've understood
It's got to be the going
Not the gettin' there that's good
That's a thought for keepin' if I could
It's got to be the going
Not the gettin' there
That's good

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