Black smoke in the sky
I leave my footsteps to the wind,
I never look behind
Little town, in your green gown,
I’m not the devil, but the devil’s never far to be found
Wet the grass beneath my feet,
sweet smell of tomorrow, hidden in the heat
I think that I just found
sometimes promises never come around.
Coo coo ca choo I’m a choocoo train,
I’m a choocoo train, yeah.
Catalogue number: GC041
Year of induction into catalogue: 2015
written by: Sid Mysore