September In Seattle

September in Seattle

Waitin' on a train

I smoked my last cigarette

Standin' in out of the rainThere's a cool wind blowin'

Down the alley by the depot

Amtrak down the coastline

To the city of the rosesMamas hangin' hand me downs

Daddy's in the hotel bar

Kids recitin' mother goose

Runnin' naked through the yardSee the best and the worst here

The richest and the poor

From the mansions on the hilltop

To the red dirt floor, ohh hoCome on, come onPull into the station

The sun's settin' outside

The pushers and the pullers

Tryin' to take you for a ridePortland is a small town

With a bitter city smile

And as I walk these streets around

I might just hang here for a whileCome on quick