Daylight yawning, stars are spawning
For Inge Railway, night train
Inge Railway
I’ve been waiting, concentrating
On Inge Railway, first stop
Inge Railway
Looking out through my window
I see her standing there
In the Santa Barbara station
A flower in her hair
I just stare
Rolling through the streets of L. A.
We take it real slow
She makes me feel so mellow
I have to let her know
I’m in love, in love
(Solo)
Morning breaking, lovers waking
On Inge Railway, “Last stop!”
On Inge Railway, “Last stop!”
Inge Railway, Inge Railway
Inge Railway, Inge Railway
Inge Railway, Inge Railway
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Notes: When I was in high school I used to work at a movie theater, called "The Avenue," helping my friend Tony put up the marquee and clean up after the movies. There was a girl who worked there selling tickets and ushering, named Inge. She was a beautiful blonde German girl who was studying to be a German-English translator. I thought she was the most beautiful girl I had ever seen and dropped whatever I was doing to go to the theater and help Tony. Anyway, she was polite to me when I tried to charm her, but I don't think she really wanted to go out with me and it seemed she would rather do her homework than talk to boys.
One thing I learned about playing guitar and songwriting is that I can create my own world in which I do things that might not occur in real life. I started riffing on these chords in Drop-D tuning and made up a story in which I was riding on the night Amtrak train down the coast of California and met Inge at the Santa Barbara station. In my story we hit it off good then fell asleep together in the train car...until we got to San Diego and the conductor abruptly woke us up to tell us, "Last Stop!" Then I realized I had been dreaming and that Inge was slipping away from me and I most likely would never get to "be" with her. Oh well.
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Flute: Paul Carman
Drums: Dave Hitchings
Percussion: Mark Simonian
Bass, Guitars, Vocals: Joey Latimer
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