Richard Hawley

Long Black Train

Richard Hawley


When the nightingale sings in the deep of the night 
And the robin he sleeps on the wing 
Hear the toll of the bell ringing out all is well 
And the city's golden lights shining on 
Ride the long black train 
Ride the long black train 
It takes us all the black train 
Take me home black train

Ride the long black train 
Ride the long black train 
It takes us all the black train 
Take me home black train

And the shadows we pass turns my soul into glass 
And the streets that I walk are all tamed 
Hear the toll of the bell ringing out all is well 
And the city's golden lights shining on 
Ride the long black train 
Ride the long black train 
It takes us all the black train 
Take me home black train

And the briar and the rose in the churchyard they grow 
'Neath the clock tower tall all entwined 
And the raven he flies round the oak as she sighs 
And the candles they call out my name 
To ride the long black train 
Ride the long black train 
It takes us all the black train 
Take me home black train