Story Behind The Song

There is an original, religious version of this song and a rewrite. The original version is on the recording.

Song Description

High energy train sound.

Lyrics

There are two sets of lyrics. The first set is as they are done on the recording. The second set is a secular rewrite.

TRAIN SONG (WE?RE GONNA TAKE A RIDE SOMEDAY)

We?re gonna take a ride someday
Better get ready. Better get ready
?Cause we?re all gonna die someday
Better get ready to meet your Maker

Hear that train a rolling, bounding down the track
Hear them diesels churning, blowing smoke right out the stack
Hear that whistle wailing, warning danger in the black
Even now I hear the sound of that clickety, clickety, clickety, clickety clack

Well everyone you know is crowded in the station
Rich and poor alike, whites and colored people
Russians and Americans, Jim Jones and Reverend Moon
Buddhists, Atheists, Scientists, Communists, the Gentile and the Jew (Choo! Choo! Choo!)

There?s a man in the station with a suitcase by his side
He says that he?ll be gone by the time the train arrives
He put his faith in Jesus and he has eternal life
And according to the schedule we?ll be leaving in the twinkling of an eye

The righteous gonna fly some day
Better get ready. Better get ready
Right through the sky someday
Jesus is coming to take us away

Copyright 1982 Bill Ross


Midnight Train (the rewrite)

(Chorus)
I?m gonna take a ride someday
Got my ticket, Got my ticket
I?m gonna take a ride someday
I?ve got a ticket for the Midnight Train

(Verse 1)
Well everyone I know is crowded in the station
My mother and my lover, all have reservations
Russians and Americans, Garth Brooks and me and you
Buddhists, Atheists, Scientists, Communists, Arab and Jew (Choo! Choo! Choo!)

(Chorus)

(Verse 2)
A man in the station packed a suitcase for the ride
He wants to take his toys to the other side
He steps up on the platform and he gets a big surprise
Nothing?s riding on this train except the passengers inside

(Bridge)
Closer and Closer
Closer and Closer
Here it comes
Comin? for me

(Verse 3)
I hear that train a rolling, bounding down the track
I hear them diesels churning, blowing smoke right out the stack
I hear that whistle wailing, warning danger in the black
Even now I hear the sound of that clickety, clickety, clickety, clickety clack

(Chorus)

Bill Ross c 2007, BMI
Wounded Ego Music, BMI
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