Ed Schrader's Music Beat - Weekend Train lyrics

I met a cool Major sitten with a drummer from a band A steady face conductor checkin' on your "where to" stamp I took a seat and I trembled on the old café And that's the kind of thing that happens on a weekend train Goin' to the North Adirondacks lookin' for some green gla** Heard they got a lot of coins round Civil War latrines Bashful slimy urchin martyr in the boggy can*l And that's the kind of thing that happens on a weekend train You can find yourself in places that ya haven't planned I use to live in pine green Brockport with a woman who's insane She had a dog that wasn't mine, it was hot and muggy all the time And that's the kind of thing that happens on a weekend train Your arrival departure well it's all the same Going to the North Adirondacks looking for some green gla** Going to the North Adirondacks looking for some green gla**