(Waiting For) The Ghost Train

A straw-headed woman and a barrel-chested man
A pocket full of posies with a hat brim-full of sand
Ooh-waiting for the train that never comes

 A dog chasing the tumbleweeds across the sandy floor
Adrift across the platform through the ticket office door
Ooh-waiting for the train that never comes
Ooh ooh-waiting for the train that never comes

 But don't tell me there's nothing coming
You don't fool me
I hear the ghost train rumbling along the track (set them free)
And I hear them

 It's black and white (don't try to hide it)
It's black and white (don't try to hide it)

 The station master's writing with a piece of orange chalk
A hundred cancellations, still no-one wants to walk
Keep the hungry children from the skeletons in the van
Aim to keep an eye out for the gypsy caravan
Ooh-waiting for the train that never comes
Ooh ooh-waiting for the train that never comes

 I hear the ghost train rumbling along the track (set them free)
And I hear them

 It's black and white (don't try to hide it)
It's black and white (don't try to hide it)
It's black and white (don't try to hide it)
It's black and white (don't try to hide it)
It's black and white (don't try)
It's black and white (don't try)
It's black and white (don't try to hide it)
It's black and white (don't try to hide it)
And I hear them
It's black and white (don't try to hide it)
It's black and white (don't try to hide it)