Gravy Train Lyrics - Mark Knopfler

Well they fly past the ghettos and the factories 

Ridin' on the Gravy Train 

Leaving all the places that they really ought to be 

Ridin' on the Gravy Train 

Past the coal mines black and scarred 

Starter houses in the loading yard 

On the Gravy Train, On the Gravy Train 

There's the lucky little mothers in their luxury cars 

Ridin' on the Gravy Train 

Never thank each other or their lucky stars 

Ridin' on the Gravy Train 

That's worse than ingratitude 

Worse than a piss poor attitude 

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On the Gravy Train, Gravy Train 

Well the hanger-uppers and the hangers-on 

Ridin' on the Gravy Train 

Champagne suppers with their daggers all drawn 

Ridin' on the Gravy Train 

Some act tough, some act rude 

Some bit of fluff complain about the food 

You wanna see somebody getting really rude 

Get on the Gravy Train, Gravy Train 

Well the golden goose is clattering-a-down the track, 

And they're gonna be ridin' in an old caboose 

Coming back 

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There's the soldiers of fashion on the hit parade 

Ridin' on the Gravy Train 

Tongue lashing with the bitch brigade 

Ridin' on the Gravy Train 

Freeloader licks my boots 

Tells me how he digs my suit 

You got lucky son, don't get cute 

Get on the Gravy Train