Night Flight (Live at Sin-é, New York, NY - July/August 1993)

Just part of the reason why I stopped doing Monday nights for a while

If you do anything regularly for a while

Sooner or later the weirdos will show up

Oh, uh, yeah

Turn it up, oh

Haven't done this since so long

Let me take you back to a few months ago in the golden age

Well, well, well, well, well, well, well, well, well

Well, well, well, well, well, well

Well, well, well, well, well, well babe, well babe, well baby

Now listen while I tell you a story about

How I received a message from my brother across the water

He sat laughing as it wrote the end's insight

So I said goodbye to all my friends

And packed my hopes inside a matchbox

'Cause I know it's time to fly, oh yeah

Come on, come on now, meet me in the morning

Meet me in the middle of the night

Oh, morning light is coming

Don't it make you wanna feel alright

Ooh, yeah, uh-huh

Well, well, well, well, well, well

I just dumped a tree that never stopped

So now I said how I know I never finished payin' for my ride

Someone push the gun into my hand

Tell me I'm the type of man

To fight, that fight for all required, oh yeah

Come on, come on now, won't you meet me in the morning?

Won't you meet me in the middle of the night, night, night? Yeah

Oh, everybody say the morning time is coming

Don't it make you wanna feel alright, feel alright?

Well, mama, well, it must be time I leave

Ain't nothing here to make me stay

Well, well, well, well, it must be time I'm goin'

Lookin' down there, doesn't know they're tryna take me away, oh

Please, Mr. Brakeman, won't you ring your bell? Oh

Go on and make it loud and clear, ugh

Please, Mr. Farmer, won't you be my friend?

Tell the people they got the chance to fly away from here, oh

Ooh, I once saw a picture of a lady with a baby

Said the lady had a very, very special smile

We are in the middle of a change and destination when that train stops