Got My Ticket Packed My Bag
Got my ticket packed my bag heading out of town
See faces at the stations moving all around
Gazing from the window, looking over some back yards
Farmers moving cattle, children playing in the dark
Bridges, tunnels, shopping parks, working on the line
Rolling stock and tower blocks, putting my head down
Got my ticket packed my bag heading out of town
See faces at the stations moving all around
Workmen building houses, lorries driving round and round
Fields of many colours, bonfires burning to the ground
Bridges, tunnels, shopping parks, working on the line
Rolling stock and tower blocks, putting my head down
Where are they heading to, what things will they do
Raise a hand, give a smile, I 'm just passing through
Haystacks, rivers, boating lakes, radio masts and steeples
Telephone wires with birds sat on, but I can't see the people
Got my ticket packed my bag heading out of town
See faces at the stations moving all around
Sun shines through the window, drifting slowly off to sleep
Rattle, whine, slowing down, memories to keep
Got my ticket packed my bag heading out of town
See faces at the stations moving all around
Where are they heading to, what things will they do
Raise a hand, give a smile, I 'm just passing through
See faces at the stations moving all around
Gazing from the window, looking over some back yards
Farmers moving cattle, children playing in the dark
Bridges, tunnels, shopping parks, working on the line
Rolling stock and tower blocks, putting my head down
Got my ticket packed my bag heading out of town
See faces at the stations moving all around
Workmen building houses, lorries driving round and round
Fields of many colours, bonfires burning to the ground
Bridges, tunnels, shopping parks, working on the line
Rolling stock and tower blocks, putting my head down
Where are they heading to, what things will they do
Raise a hand, give a smile, I 'm just passing through
Haystacks, rivers, boating lakes, radio masts and steeples
Telephone wires with birds sat on, but I can't see the people
Got my ticket packed my bag heading out of town
See faces at the stations moving all around
Sun shines through the window, drifting slowly off to sleep
Rattle, whine, slowing down, memories to keep
Got my ticket packed my bag heading out of town
See faces at the stations moving all around
Where are they heading to, what things will they do
Raise a hand, give a smile, I 'm just passing through
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Writer(s): Pamela Messer
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