the_midnight_rideThis is the train that the cat drove
From Xanadu to Black Hill Cove
On a train driver’s holiday
And this is the witch with the hooky nose
And this is the girl in the silver clothes
Who sat in the carriage and spoke of knowledge
And magic and such, and the devil’s touch
And the train was a glint in the eye of a cat
From Xanadu to Angkor Wat
And this is the train that got away
On a train driver’s holiday



This is the train that the Devil drove
From Gramarye to Black Hill Cove
Eyes on fire, rails all broke
With dynamite and pistol smoke
And this is the tale that got away
And lived to be told another day