The Great Rondout Train Robbery Songtext
von Luke Elliot

Your eyes they look so very troubled
The sweat on your brow is a heavy weight
We′ve been talking about train robbers
Vagabonds and spinning plates
Production is always too slow
When there's someone in need
There′s no law to be considered
When there is a hungry mouth to feed

There's a worker and then there's a thief
There′s a god of envy and a god of relief


I passed the same roads every day
Things they so very rarily change
I′ve had my fill with the prosecution
Especially when I was not the one to blame
If I said I remember old Harry Tracey
Or maybe I remember just the way he died
All the things that pressure will make you do
But they'll never take me alive

We′ll drive the car
You get on the train
No one leaves anyone behind
It'll be smooth sailing just like before
Easier sentimentally inside

We′ll drive the car
You get on the train
No one leaves anyone behind
It'll be smooth sailing just like before
Easier sentimentally inside