conductor doctor

Burning House EP, 2017

Written by Graci Phillips

I’ve got a feeling that this train won’t stop

That’s fine with me don’t plan on getting off

I’ve got no place to be, no, I don’t have a single thing

Conductor, doctor, give me the news

I’ve got a bad case of travelin’ blues

So I’ll pack my bags and off we’ll go 

until the tracks run out

or the engine blows

There is no distance that’s too far to travel

With every mile more of my fears unravel

There is no feeling that compares 

Sun on your face, wind in your hair

Conductor, doctor, give me the news

I’ve got a bad case of travelin’ blues

So I’ll pack my bags and off we’ll go 

until the tracks run out

or the engine blows

For miles and miles we’ll go and go

And where we stop nobody knows

I’ll close my eyes and throw the dart

And where it lands is where I’ll start

Conductor, doctor, I know what to do

I’m gonna come along with you

I’ve pack my bags and I’m ready to go

Until the tracks run out

Or the engine, the engine, the engine blows