Underground Train Lyrics

There's a story about engineer JimI'd love to tell you all about himBut there are secrets to be kept. . . Tears that have weptThere's a girl named DarleneWho's a sister to allScraping blood off jeansWhere people fall. . . Sister DarleneAnd they all sing:I'm afraid. . . I'm not afraid anymoreI'm thinking about JuanitaAnd where she might spend the nightAnd all the men, women, and childrenFighting the good fightWhich brings us on back to JimHe invites the government downTo the desert sunRight in the middle whereHe makes his runAcross the border. . . Border line- Chorus-Come October there'll beA chill in the airThere'll be a trialAnd everyone will be thereThey'll need a big o'voiceFrom the people outside . . . raiseYour voices loudLet them people goAnd let them make their runLet they try to save everyoneFrom the death squadsFrom the eye-gougersFrom the knock on the doorAt a quarter to four (A.M.)Some call themOutlaws. . .Some swearThey're saints. . .They all areEngineers onAn undergroundTrain