Locomotive Blue Streak
from All of the Morningbirds by Zeb Gould
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lyrics
I saw the lights in your garden aflame as the great gates came a wailin'.
That locomotive wasn't loaded with sin, it was empty into the station.
They called her Blackfoot, they called her Iron Clad,
as the grey guards blew grey smoke into the grey day.
It be 9 hours fore they swung that light again,
fore they swung that great Blackfoot into the ages.
So I watched a girl I knew hold up her frightened hands
and say the great god knew just how to make 'em.
All of the morningbirds were flying round the steam
as they sang a little song with their expressions.
Not one among the men was brushing them aside,
they just raise their caps and watch the great migration.
It be the sun-filled nights before they flew again,
and they sang their great, grey song with great affection.
Just then a quarry man with shade across his eyes sang the great lord knew just how to make 'em.
I saw the Blue Streak gunnin' out of the sun, locomotive of the grey dawn.
All of the linemen holdin' up their mighty hands
sayin' the great lord knew just how to make 'em.
Yeah, the great lord knew just how to make 'em.
That locomotive wasn't loaded with sin, it was empty into the station.
They called her Blackfoot, they called her Iron Clad,
as the grey guards blew grey smoke into the grey day.
It be 9 hours fore they swung that light again,
fore they swung that great Blackfoot into the ages.
So I watched a girl I knew hold up her frightened hands
and say the great god knew just how to make 'em.
All of the morningbirds were flying round the steam
as they sang a little song with their expressions.
Not one among the men was brushing them aside,
they just raise their caps and watch the great migration.
It be the sun-filled nights before they flew again,
and they sang their great, grey song with great affection.
Just then a quarry man with shade across his eyes sang the great lord knew just how to make 'em.
I saw the Blue Streak gunnin' out of the sun, locomotive of the grey dawn.
All of the linemen holdin' up their mighty hands
sayin' the great lord knew just how to make 'em.
Yeah, the great lord knew just how to make 'em.
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from All of the Morningbirds,
released August 1, 2006
Zeb Gould - 6 String Guitar / Vocals
Zeb Gould - 6 String Guitar / Vocals
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Zeb Gould New York, New York
Since moving to NYC from Indiana in 2003, Zeb Gould has released several critically-acclaimed albums both under his own name, as well as under the monikers of Bowery Boy Blue and Swojens. His earlier works fall under the genre of acoustic guitar instrumental (In the vein of John Fahey), while his later output, falls within the realm of indie folk singer/songwriter (akin to Will Oldham, etc.) ... more
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