Midnight Train Lyrics by Monkees

Midnight Train

Now listen just a minute while I sing this song,
Dont you worry baby it wont take long.
Im just about ready to draw the line,
So dont be surprised if I leave this time.

Well Im goin north and Im goin south
Dont want no more of your lyin mouth.
Im hittin the road, gonna ring some bells,
Better know I can do it well.

[chorus]
Midnight train, ramblin ramblin
All night long Im gamblin, gamblin
Been losin all my money and it really is funny, umm badda dum.
Midnight train, ramblin ramblin
Al night Im gamblin, gamblin
Well tell you what baby, well you better be movin on.

Well I really dont know where Im goin for sure,
Aint gotta map, it aint no tour.
Just headin out to the open sky,
Who knows, might even die.

Well dont you worry your pretty little head
cause you never gave a dang what I did or said.
Thats why Im packin to leave this place
Cant stand to look at your cheatin face.

Chorus

Well you treated me like a little boy
And played around like I was a toy.
Guess you thought Id have the blues,
Look whose cryin, guess you lose.

Chorus [twice]
Its about that time, better be movin on



Midnight train [version from "missing links, vol. 3"]

1: well Im an angry man, I sing an angry song,
Tell you honey it wont be long,
Well Ill pack my bags, get outa here,
With my guitar and a case o beer.
Well Im goin north and Im goin south,
Tell you honey, better shut youre mouth,
Well Ill kick your head from here to hell,
You better know I can do it well.

Chorus: midnight train, ramblin, ramblin,
All night long Im a-gamblin, gamblin,
Losin all my money well it really is funny, hon.
Midnight train, ramblin, ramblin,
All night long Im a-gamblin, gamblin,
Tell you whatn baby well you better be movin on.

2: well I really dont know where Im goin for sure,
Aint got a map, and it aint no tour,
Im just headin out for the open sky,
Who knows? might even die.
Well dont you worry your pretty little head,
I never give a damn what I did or said.
Thats why Im packin to leave this place,
Cant stand look at your cheatin face.

Chorus: [repeat]

3:well you treated me like a little boy,
And you played around like I was a toy.
I guess you thought Id have the blues,
Look whos cryin, guess you lose.

Chorus: [repeat]

Chorus: midnight train, rambling, rambling,
All night long Im gambling, gambling.
Losing all my money, well it really aint so funny, hon.
Midnight train, rambling, rambling,
All night long Im gambling, gambling.
Tell you whatn baby, well you better be moving on.

Chorus: [repeat]

Chorus: its about that time, better be movin on.
Get outa here, you better be movin on.
Well thats all she wrote, you better be movin on.

Source: mark atkins [by ear]