There’s men of steel, and there’s men of song;
he wrote that sweet sad tune, but Johnny Mercer got it wrong.
No, that man made of both, well my soul be blessed,
I do believe old Tom Frost said it best.
It ain’t no thrill to drive across some concrete.
Bicycle’s fine, but you can’t sleep in your seat.
Conor said he was healed by the road,
but the one what saved me was made of steel beams and wood.
Sunset Limited, remember what Dylan said:
railroad men got our curious ways.
Northeast Regional, sure as the seasons’ll
turn, the burning in my heart stays.
Conductor let you come up on the platform,
but I had to let you go when he blew that horn.
Wish we’d bought another ticket to ride,
‘cuz you can’t steer a train, but you can rock it side to side.
Coast Starlight, lounge car barfight;
belligerent off of railroad gin.
Texas Eagle, it ain’t illegal
to miss you like I do, but it might be a sin.
Pull out tonight with a chug and a screech.
Wake up tomorrow, I’ll be within your reach.
Baby, don’t feel sad when you stare down that track;
same rails took me away from you, they gonna bring me right back.
from A Place to Remember the Dead
released February 19, 2014
Shareef Ali - vocals, guitar
Erika Oba - piano
Maia "Papaya" Wiitala - upright bass