(Waiting for The) Ghost Train

From the skeletons in the back
With a hat brim full of sand
Ooh, waiting for the train that never comes
Set them free and I hear them
For the gypsy caravan

Keep the hungry children

Ooh, waiting for the train that never comes
With a piece of orange chalk
A hundred cancellations

You don't fool me
It's black and white don't try to hide
It's black and white don't try to hide
It's black and white don't try to hide

Set them free and I hear them
It's black and white don't try to hide
It's black and white don't try to hide

Through the ticket office door
It's black and white don't try to hide

I hear the ghost train rumbling along the tracks
It's black and white don't try to hide
The station master's writing
It's black and white don't try to hide
A dog chasing the tumbleweeds
It's black and white don't try to hide
A pocket full of posies
I hear the ghost train rumbling along the tracks
Ooh, waiting for the train that never comes
It's black and white, don't try
And I hear them
Still no one wants to walk
Paid to keep an eye out

Across the sandy floor
It's black and white, don't try

Ooh, waiting for the train that never comes
Ooh, waiting for the train that never comes
That drift along the platform

But don't tell me there's nothing coming