Ryan Horne - Long Island Railroad текст песни

I found her in the city
Put some flowers on her table
It was a cold windy evening
So we lounged across her floor

We played our favourite record
That I found in my apartment
In a box we labelled 'Lovers'
In a box we made as friends

I met up with her off Broadway
Took a walk with her on Sunday
We drove to hear the gospel
Put our filthy hands to work

I wrote down all my feelings with a pen and piece of paper
I told her about it later as I took the long road home

Look at the flame that is burning in the city
It is a fire I can't ever put out
Look at the flame that is burning in the city
I'll take the Long Island Railroad out of town
I will take the Long Island Railroad out of town

She left her home in Georgia back when she was just a child
A daughter of a preacher in a lovely little world
I loved how she would listen and learn from different scholars
Some are poets, some are authors
Either way I love them all

Look at the flame that is burning in the city
It is a fire I can't ever put out
Look at the flame that is burning in the city
I'll take the Long Island Railroad out of town
I will take the Long Island Railroad out of town

Look at the flame that is burning in the city
It is a fire I can't ever put out
Look at the flame that is burning in the city
I'll take the Long Island Railroad out of town
I will take the Long Island Railroad out of town