Never Tell Your Mother She's Out Of Tune Lyrics - We The People - Ellen Mcilwaine

When I hear that big black whistle they blow 

I feel inside it's time for me to be going 

Fortunately baby, I'd already gone before 

When they say, I'm worth ten pieces of coal 

And you shouting hey what about when you are an old man 

Fortunately baby, I'd already locked the door 

They say, there are men who are blue like me in the stars 

Beards for the weird and bars for bizarre guitar men 

Fortunately baby, I'd already joined the force 

Good time train, well, it does not need any track 

It wins the race to the place where I'm gonna pack up 

Fortunately baby, I'd already grabbed the sky 

All the days that the road has spent on me 

Judges shout you must slave to be a freeman 

Fortunately baby, I am never coming back 

Good time train, good time train