BUS STATION BLUES

                                 








                         

                                 BUS  STATION  BLUES

                                    i.m.  John Martyn

I got them
got them
bus station blues

some of us head for mountains
some for villages and towns
some to shop in the city
some to hospitals and surgeries
hoping we're not going to lose

got them bus station blues

down the tubes pigeons are winging
smokers sit on the iron barriers
dragging deep the days,
others dazed by mid-day booze

got them bus station blues

some of us are carrying too much
some are shrivelled with worry or disease
some can only move with sticks,
some cling close to each other
like a poet and the Muse

got them bus station blues

someone's waiting after the timetable's over
someone's waiting for the late night run
with no lights , no destination
pay with your life, you do not choose

I got them
got them
bus station blues.

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