Blues Company - Last Train Home

 

Went down to the station
My guitar in my hand
25 (a couple of)dollars
From a one night stand
The streets were empty
I was tired to the bone
With a one way ticket
For the last train home

I stepped into the kiosk diner
To get out of the cold
Bought me a burger
Nicotine and alcohol
The bench was rusty
The curtains dirty and old
As I sat there waiting
For the last train home

Ther´s a girl at the window
Staring out at the night
She asks for a cigarette
And gives me a light
And we talk about tomorrow
And the places we´ll go
When we reach our destination
on the last train home