Grab Your Ticket

I want to ride
I want to ride with my baby on a south bound train to Georgia
First class cabin . . . lox and caviar, sipping champagne
Like the queen and the king of the country from our traveling home

And then we’ll glide . . . over the steel
North by northwest on the Baltimore to South Dakota
You’ll be Eva, I’ll be Carey, we’ll solve a mystery, and then we’ll marry
On the back of an FP7 locomotive coming through

Are you
Stuck in traffic on an east coast highway
Mapping memories from some simpler time
Well there’s a world out here full of scenic byways
So grab your ticket and I’ll grab mine

I want to roll
I want to roll with my baby on a ribbon of rails through the mountains
Waking up early . . . watching the sunrise, reflected in her eyes
Steady on the curves I’m a rolling with my baby too

If you
Take the plane you’ll spend your time on the tarmac
Losing fees as you¬ squeeze through the sky
Ya, them clouds are pretty and your money might come back
You’ll save a few days but your life still goes by

Instr
Are you
Stuck in traffic on an east coast highway
Mapping memories from some simpler time
Well there’s a world out here full of scenic byways
So grab your ticket and I’ll grab mine

John Andrew
July 2015