Through the sun, snow and rain Through the light and the dark 'Cause you stole my heart Stole my Follow that train Follow that train Like the sound of a lonesome whistle
of a passenger train Becomes a part of the soul and a heart and the mind Of a boy who's raised by the railroad line The sound of a whistle at the crossin
a little next to nothing So wherever you are, just a little extra something You ain't the only one, we all going through the struggle Penny pinching
will know that I am gone You can hear the whistle blow a hundred miles A hundred miles, a hundred miles, a hundred miles, a hundred miles You can hear the whistle
a little next to nothing So wherever you are, just a little extra something You ain't the only one, we all going through the struggle Penny pinching It
shit, I run this, a whole life of crime Ain't never had shit, but always had my pistol, bitch 187, don't make me whistle, bitch I never know, for sho,
as welcome mats, and for the ones insisting on dimming the stars I wipe my snearkers extra hard. I wish upon a penny toss that every servant will betray
5-digit slide clock the essentials in (I'll be a bill collector) My destinies resting with red worms chewin'' off the carcass anyway Let me slay artists for tips in the penny
anytime But this is gonna pay, he feels it this one'll be fine Oh shit, I'm mad glad I didn't back that match Suppose to be an unproblematic catch Full time the whistle
an old rusty track She was from another time Gone with the wind like the smoke from that old stack She brought smiles and wavin' hands As she whistled
was first not invited. For at squeezin' the bag, or emptyin' the keg, He astonished as well as delighted! But in these times Denny could not earn a penny
Night work Gotta do the night work Punch that clock And break overnighters Night work Gotta do the night work Weekday 9 to 5 shift is over I didn't have a penny
to the corners of small islands, their voices raised in song, the clarion call of the pipes ringing out to the heavens. (Undescribably beautiful penny-whistle
none of us gon rat If I aint already ripped them My brother Boosie done flipped them We got high like a missile And we be clean like whistle I lay
and run. Drums: Liam Genockey Bass Guitar: Mo Foster Keyboards: Graham Preskett Fiddle: Graham Preskett Electric Guitar: Richard Brunton Acoustic Guitar: Gerry Rafferty Percussion: Frank Ricotti Sax: Raphael Ravenscroft Accordion: John Kirkpatrick Penny Whistle
moment soon is over-no returns When I was dead I wasn't interested in sex I didn't even care what happened next I was free as a penny whistle, and silent
the first time All the gun-for-hire poets Who try to sing so loud Just to drown out the roar As the bombs hit the ground And the band is whistling
500 miles from my home A 500 miles, a hundred miles A 500 miles, a hundred miles You can hear the whistle blow a hundred miles Not a shirt on my back Not a penny