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Pools of sorrow ~ waves of joy. Menu. Midnight train. Info: 1: 2: 3: 4: 5: 6: 7: 8: 9: 10: 11: 12: 13: 14: Verhaal, artiesten & illustraties Wrong side of the street Best of friends Crescendo Cry yourself to sleep Little miss understood Escape Country girl, city boy Summer's in the air Days of the knights Not over you Night on the town A-losin' you Midnight train Pools of sorrow Arjen: My daddy was a gambler He gambled with his life He didn't give a damn about his wife So she left him in the night time While hiding from the rain I was born, on the midnight train She left him in the night time While hiding from the rain I was born, on the midnight train Grew up a desperado Grew hair on my chest They said I was the terror of the west Well I didn't have no money And I didn't have no brain So I robbed, the midnight train I didn't have no money And I didn't have no brain So I robbed, the midnight train Well the sheriff formed a posse, apaches on my trail He said "hey dude, I'll throw you in my jail!" Now I'm sitting here tied To a ball and chain I've been caught, on the midnight train They made me work the railroad For 16 hours a day I knew I just had to get away Now how I pulled it off I still can't explain But I escaped, the midnight train How I pulled it off I still can't explain But I escaped, the midnight train Now if you would have been there Aboard the midnight train He was rumoured to have died or gone insane Then somebody'd be smiling No one knew his name But he was born, on the midnight train Then somebody'd be smiling No one knew his name But he was born, on the midnight train

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