Kathy Mattea Follow

Well there's a blue moon hangin' in a small town sky.

Nobody's listening to the band tonight.

Nobody feels like dancing in this sad cafe.

Oh, but you and me, baby, we got something to live for,

One more step and we'll be out that door,

I don't know where we're goin' but we're already on our way.

The train is leaving and it won't come back.

We got one way tickets on a one way track.

Nobody's gonna get their hands on the plans we've made,

And nobody's gonna rain on our parade.

Well, there's a red light blinkin' on an empty street,

Church bell ringin' in the dog-day heat.

The more we try to change things, the more they stay the same.

But there ain't no tellin' just what we'll find,

Out past the city limit sign.

There's a voice out there - I heard it callin' our name.

The train is leaving and it won't come back.

We got one way tickets on a one way track.

Nobody's gonna get their hands on the plans we've made,

And nobody's gonna rain on our parade.

Well there ain't nobody, don't need nobody.

Couldn't be nobody, don't see nobody.

Nobody's gonna rain on our parade.

The train is leaving and it won't come back.

We got one way tickets on a one way track.

Nobody's gonna get their hands on the plans we've made,

And nobody's gonna rain on our parade.

Whoa, whoa.

(The train is leaving and it won't come back.)

(One way ticket on a one way track.)

(The train is leaving and it won't come back.)

(One way ticket on a one way track.)