I'm a sucker for the quiet car / I don't want to hear a chatterbox on the train
you can find me in a dive bar / top shelf or the well it's all the same
and I never wanted no one to know my name
I'm a sucker for the quiet car, the quiet car on the train

I fell in love with the low life / she was slinging cocaine in the back of the club
I took a bump off a butter knife / "it's gonna burn you in the morning baby that's the rub"
and I never wanted no one to know my name
I fell in love with the low life, the low life slinging cocaine

I got a temperamental heartbeat / you can hear it boom boom on the side of the stage
you can find me in the back set / stick and poke tattoos they're all the rage
and I never wanted no one to know my name
I got a temperamental heartbeat, you can hear it on the side of the stage

17 on the graveyard shift
 yea you knew I got a spliff and now I need a girl to smoke it with
22 and it's 3 in the morn'
I got a bucket full of Ganny but the money is all gone
26 now I stay to the end
I'm lapping up the brown liquour with my rockabilly friends
weak knees on the northbound line
but I took a 20 milligram so now I'm feeling fine
for the quiet car

Started talking in the back of the bar said he likes the way I play my guitar
He's been looking for a similar sound, trying to sell it to the suits in midtown
It might be nothing but it might be something good
Spent a twenty at the grocery store played the numbers that my mother was born
until they're picking at the end of the day I'll be dreaming all the money away
It might be nothing but it might be something good

Either way that it goes
I'll still be happy from the hope it brings
Yes because heavenly knows
A dreaming heart is a heart that sings

I was walking down on Avenue A, saw my lady friend from back in the day
yea we used to be a sight to see and now she wanna grab a drink and talk with me
It might be nothing but it might be something good

Got a song in the back of my head, got a girl on the side of my bed
I got a band and we know how to play, I put a little bit of money away
It might be nothing but it might be something good

Sandy put down the gun, you’re scaring everyone
The people re starting to stare, and I’m tired of holding your hair
Sandy put down the drink, it’s time to go home I think
Ain’t nobody left but the band, and I’m tired of holding your hand
 
Your hand don’t shake like mine
And I think about it all the time
Sandy girl, how’d you get so wild?
 
Sandy unlock the door / I ain’t playing this game no more
You’re high as the fourth of July / lord knows you’re no good to drive
Sandy put down the phone / leave your sister alone
Ain’t nobody buying your lies / and I’m tired of drying your eyes
 
Your eyes don’t shut like mine
And I think about it all the time
Sandy girl, how’d you get so wild?
 
Sometimes I think you love to let me down
Sometimes I think you live to let me down
When I see that fire in your eye  and it burns the morning sky
Sandy why you always let me down?
 
Sandy put down the gun you’re scaring everyone
Ain’t nobody buying your lies and I’m tired of drying your eyes

If you wanna know a little thing about me a little thing about me
Yea I like to sit around and listen to cowboys
Trucker songs get my heart done rollin’ / nothing wrong with a little Hank Williams
I like to sit around and I listen to cowboys  
 
If you wanna know a little thing about me a little thing about me
yeah I like to sit around and listen to cowboys
There’s nothing like a heartbreak song / a drink too strong head nodding along
when I’m spinning’ the cowboys
 
I love that crackle of an old 45 from a man with a suede-fringe coat on the cover
yeah I need a nickname written on the belly of an old guitar  
Wade Ray on the dog-gone fiddle, Old buddy Charleton got a solo in the middle
I see you brought a record from the rat pack boys
Why don’t you go ahead and leave it in your backpack boy. 
 
If you wanna know a little thing about me a little thing about me
yeah I like to sit on my couch and smoke dope
Take a little grass roll it in the paper
Smoke most save the roach for the later
Then I lean back with my baby and we turn up the cowboys
 
If you wanna know a little thing about me a little thing about me
Yea I like to sit on my couch and smoke dope
So spark up the northern lights,  I’m high as a kite
Me and my baby all the night just spinnin’ the cowboys
 
If you wanna know a little thing about me a little thing about me
yeah I like to stay up and drink cheap wine
Take it from a box, take it from a jug
Go ahead and spill a little Rossi on the rug
Because there ain’t no wine too cheap when you listen to cowboys
 
If you wanna know a little thing about me a little thing about me
yeah I like to stay up and drink cheap wine
So “pour another glass” I said
My teeth turn red, till I’m on my death bed I’ll  spinnin’ cowboys
 
If you wanna know a little thing about me a little thing about me
Yea I like to sit around and listen to cowboys
Because there’s nothing like a heartbreak song
a drink too strong head nodding’ along
when I’m spinning’ the cowboys
 
There’s nothing like a heartbreak song, a drink too strong
The northern lights, I’m high as a kite until my teeth turn red I’ll be on my death bed
Just spinnin' the cowboys

I’m lonely when you’re gone
So lonely when you’re gone
Cause it’s been two days too long
I’m lonely when you’re gone
 
Late on a Sunday you left on a plane
And I didn’t mind that you’d gone
Now all the take out food has been tasting the same
And the bed is so cold when the draft gets strong
 
The girls at the coffeeshop ask me where is your love
Yeah I like how they know that you’re mine
Maybe the way we get through breakfast so slow
Gave it away over time

I don’t like walking in the cold, I like driving in the sunshine
So take me out of Park Slope, I want to leave all of the run behind
And pack the Camel Blues, and all the Dead that we own
Because we’ve got nothing to lose, Tucson, AZ. 
 
The first place that we met / honey don’t get sentimental
An 87 Corvette? You better drive it like a rental
And pack the Camel Blues, and all the Dead that we own
Because we’ve got nothing to lose, Tucson, AZ. 
 
I went to see your old man / is it cool if we can stay with you?
Told him I’m taking your hand / just as long as that’s ok with you
And pack the Camel Blues, and all the Dead that we own
Because we’ve got nothing to lose, Tucson, AZ. 
 
Jess Cap sittin’ at the Hotel Congrees Bar
Stevie’s playing bass tonight with 30 Seconds to Mars
I’m just mad about Kokapelli and Kokepellis’ mad about me
Tucson AZ with my pretty little bride to me
 
I don’t like wearing winter coats / Savers sweater in the moonlight
So take me out of Park Slope, I want to leave all of the run behind
And pack the Camel Blues, and all the Dead that we own
Euroop 72, in Tucson, AZ. 

I’m gonna buy a boat, I’m gonna fix it up
I’m gonna find a girl / gonna sail the world till we fall in love
Yea I’m gonna buy a boat, and I’m gonna fix it up
 I’m gonna buy a Ford, I’m gonna fix it up
Find me a winding road / I’ll be hauling a load till the moon comes up
Yea I’m gonna buy a Ford, and I’m gonna fix it up
 
And she said, “boy, you’re too damn close to walk away.”
But I said “There’s more to life than wishing. More to life than just OK.”
 
I’m gonna buy a house, I’m gonna fix it up
I’m gonna paint the shutters bright blue / I’m gonna fill it to the roof with love
Yea I’m gonna buy a house and I’m gonna fix it up
 I’m gonna buy a J45, and I’m gonna fix it up
I’ll play your favorite song have you singing along till the moon comes up
Yea I’m gonna buy a J45, and I’m gonna fix it up

I never thought I'd see my name on a buzzer by the door
But every cul de sac is the same and main streets such a bore
I packed up my car / drove it west down 84
Honey I'm just crazy about New York
 
Local train Manhattan bound straight for Herald Square. 
Mariachi sounds the whole there
It's such a miracle that I buy my ties up at Macy's 34th
Honey I’m just crazy about New York
 
When I go upstate I just feel lonely
All them country roads so dark and sad
And I know there ain't a bar no one could show me
That’s open late enough for me to forget the boring day I've had
 
So raise another another buy-back round with the good friends that you know
Take a gypsy cab uptown maybe star in a Broadway show
So give me bright theatre lights and a late night corner store.
Honey I'm just crazy about New York

He’s been working / Yea working his hands to the bone
While she was waiting / waiting by the window back at home
He’s searching / Yea searching for a castle he should own
while she’s was crying / crying in her pillow all alone
 
Well you had a good run, you made a whole lot of money
and everybody knows you can’t get it right - can’t get it till you get things wrong
But the damage is done
I’ll cross my fingers for you honey
You made a wrong, wrong move and now the damage is done
 
Young lovers living simple off a federal student loan
she had him going / searching for a setting and a stone
I gots to focus / yea I need to take some time and  stack some bones
and now she’s lonesome / counting empty bedrooms in her half a million dollar home

I thought I’d miss my bar
I thought I’d miss the city
Thought I’d miss the seasons but I don't, no I don’t
 
I thought I’d miss my friends
Thought I’d miss my family
Thought I’d miss my woman but I don't, no I don't
 
No I don't… cause I've got that gold Pacific sun
Told you I’d keep in touch
But that's easier said than done
 
I thought I’d need some time
Time to get adjusted
Time to learn the highways but I don't no I don’t
 
I heard I’d hate the car
I heard I’d hate the traffic
Heard I’d hate the people but I don't no I don't
 
And I never knew a little sky would feel so lovely
The mountains from my bed
The purples and the reds
Stars instead of siren lights above me
 
And I never thought that I could love another ocean
But oh it’s just a name / now i know it’s all the same
the water with my mind in constant motion
 
I thought I’d miss my bar
I thought I’d miss the city
Thought I’d miss the seasons but I don't, no I don’t
 

Rain, don't you dare fall around me
Breaks, you better get away my heart
Tears, you'll never say you drowned me
Fears, I had you running' from the start
 
Months keep rolling by like taxi cabs on Houston
You keep bringing it up just to make me blue
I ain’t quitting no why don’t you listen boy
I’m gonna keep doing me and you do you
 
So let's get things straight I'm gonna climb atop this mountain
Don't bring me down man that’s on you
So just close your mouth / I’m tired of hearing' that thing keep going
I'm gonna keep doin me and you do you
 
Like 18 wheels on a Minnesota highway
I brave any storm that’s passing through
I ain’t quitting no why don’t you listen boy
I’m gonna keep doing me and you do you
 
So let's get things straight I'm gonna dance atop of this skyline
Don't bring me down man that’s uncool
So just close your mouth / I’m tired of hearing' that thing keep going
I'm gonna keep doin me and you do you
 
Like 18 wheels riding Buffalo to Boston
I brave any storm that’s passing through
I ain’t quitting no why don’t you listen boy
I’m gonna keep doing me and you do you
 

The 7:30 train on a Tuesday
Enough to last a week in my suitcase
I never even wanted this life
Hold on
 
I took an empty seat on the Sound side
The coachman has a smoke because the rain died
The travel talking cuts like a knife
Hold on
 
I see that lighthouse glowing / hold a little longer
I hear them shorewaves folding / hold a little longer
 
And when you’re driving home late at night dear
The Verrazano bridge looks so bright dear
A glass of Cabernet with my wife
Hold On