Hotel Room

Hotel Room
by David Chalmers
Sittin’in my hotel room
High up in the sky
Lookin’at a rusty moon
I wondered 'bout a train that was goin’to town
I wondered 'bout that trouble goin''round.
Back down on the line
Tryin’to make some time
You goin’to the fair on Sunday night?
Oh, should I try and catch you there?
Sittin’in my hotel room
High up in the sky
Lookin’at a rusty moon
I wondered 'bout a train that was goin’to town
I wondered 'bout that trouble goin''round.
Transcribed by Rich Kulawiec, rsk@ecn.purdue.edu.