MORNING TRAIN TO SOMEWHERE
by Colleen Hodgson -Songs of Maggie

The shore line of Toronto is a frozen winter swell
The hard side of a tavern is a place she knows too well
All alone in the morning as the embers die, little robin girl, you're gonna fly

She laughed with them sailor boys who tore her gown
Snatching up the silver that they liked to toss around
She has a budding wing and a beady eye, little robin girl, you're gonna fly
      
        Fly to the moon, fly to the stars,
        Fly to where they understand what you are
        You can kiss the sun, you can find the one,
        The one that truly loves you       (x 2 )

And though you found her in the snow, pack your carpet bag and go
On the morning train........ to somewhere

As the branches glisten in the pale winter day
Train whistle blowing now, she's on her way
On a polar wind across an endless sky
Little robin girl, you're going to fly

You know you found her in the snow , pack your carpet bag and go
On the morning train........ to somewhere