Standing on my doorway
I wondered why his hand was painted red
It's just a scratch he said
Here we go again

We stumbled to the car
By the time we hit Prince Henry's he was white
I said you looked such a sight
He said I don't feel no pain

And I know just what to do
And I know it's nothing new
We've been through this before
But I don't follow

Why must it be you
On a white train?
I stuck until the end
Though you said I was no friend

But you were blind
You really lost your mind
On a white train
Some will swill and some will sip

Some just find a place where they don't slip
Others take a trip
On a white train
And I know just what to do

And I know it's nothing new
We've been through this before
But I don't follow
Why must it be you

On a white train?

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Writer(s): PAUL MAURICE KELLY