Last night awaken from a dream with the

headlights blazing from a train and the old man

leaning on the throttle and the brakeman

passing round the bottle, that full moon dancing

through the trees that 707 was starting to breeze

it said so I turned around tried to get back asleep

when my ceiling started to creak and the plaster

started to crumble and the dishes stared to

tumble I hit the floor, I headed for the door

That 707 was staring to roar

It said

So next thing you

know I was in the caboose I was rolling dice,

drinking booze

When my old man blew in like a hurricane Lord have mercy who's driven this train

Last night could've sworn i was sleeping when i woke up their was mud on my feet

And my head was pounding like a driven wheel

And I felt things, never thought I'd feel

So I pulled back the curtain, took the plants

That 707 was staring to dance

It said

So next thing you know I was

In the caboose I was rolling dice, drinking juice

When my old man blew in like a hurricane Lord have mercy who's driving this train

Last night awakened from a dream with the headlights blazing from a train

And the old man leaning on the throttle

And the brakeman Passing round the bottle

That full moon, dancing through the trees

That 707 was starting to breeze

It said