September In Seattle

September in Seattle

Waitin' on a train

I smoked my last cigarette

Standin' in out of the rain

There's a cool wind blowin'

Down the alley by the depot

Amtrak down the coastline

To the city of the roses

Mamas hangin' hand me downs

Daddy's in the hotel bar

Kids recitin' mother goose

Runnin' naked through the yard

See the best and the worst here

The richest and the poor

From the mansions on the hilltop

To the red dirt floor, ohh ho

Come on, come on

Pull into the station

The sun's settin' outside

The pushers and the pullers

Tryin' to take you for a ride

Portland is a small town

With a bitter city smile

And as I walk these streets around

I might just hang here for a while

Come on quick