ticket_in_her


	ticket_in_her_pocket
dafremen	B.Cupler and R.Dafremen Lays her head against her suitcase Buttons up against the cold Can't stand the pressure of the dismal all around Can't stand them all When another rolls off Oh she laughs "It's sad. That's all that ever come. With a little missing they'll go home." But she will never go home..no Got a ticket in their pockets baby headed home. It's not that far from the trestle It's not that far from the cold Winds are swearing at the distant ghosts Ghosts never listen Still she talks and says to them "Well? Come,let's dance now that you're gone." Come the engine's whistle it blows: "Home! Home!" But she will never go home She can't stand the pressure but can't stop hearing "home" Gives a startled laugh and then She gets on the road home She gets on the road home (break) Hooome is an almost endless road Got a ticket in her pocket baby Taking her all the way, a long way to where she wouldn't go And then she's calling on the phone home Lit a cigarette (mini break) Another cigarette and a ticket in her pocket baby..ohh home.	090628
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ode_to_a_hummingbird	Dublin to Enniskillen and then a meet along the River Strule. Dreaming again	090628
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daf	Anyone interested in hearing a preliminary version of this song can find it at: http://www.fileden.com/files/2010/4/18/2832155/Ticket%20In%20Her%20Pocket.mp3 We're planning on re-recording it. The timing's off in some parts, the digital recorder introduced a skip or two toward the end and the main guitar tends to distort a bit because it had too much bass. It still sounds pretty good tho. Hope you enjoy.	100418

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