My name is Albert Gray I work every day with coaches and trains coaches and trains, at the central station on Washington Lane. Coaches and trains, Coaches and Trains.
I'we worked as a station clerk for thirty-five years, Coaches and trains, Coaches and trains, and I know all the fares, departures and names of coaches and trains, coaches and trains.
And I watch them come and go to Geneva, Paris, Rome, to the finest places on the Earth but I've never even tried to board the train and take a ride, here is my own place and all my life.
And in my simple life eachday is the same with coaches and trains, coaches and trains, they tumble in my head and run through my veins, coaches and trains, coaches and trains.
And I watch them come and go to Geneva, Paris, Rome, to the finest places on the Earth but I've never even tried to board the train and take a ride, here is my own place and all my life.
And when I die and go to heaven or hell by coach or by train, by coach or by train, I hope they'll let me deal with transport out there: with coaches and trains for devils and saints.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.