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Wrong side of the street
Best of friends
Crescendo
Cry yourself to sleep
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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