Paul Simon - Trailways Bus Lyrics
LazarusA passenger traveling quietly conceals himselfWith a magazine and a sleepless pillowOver the crest of the mountain the moon begins its climbAnd he wakes to find hes in rolling farmlandThe farmer sleeps against his wifeHe wonders what their life must beA trailways bus is heading southInto washington, d.c.A mother and child, the baby maybe two months oldPrepare themselves for sleep and feeding.The shadow of the capitol dome slides across his faceAnd his heart is racing with the urge to freedom.The father motionless as stone,A shepherd resting with his flock,The trailways bus is turning west-Dallas via little rock.WahzinakO my darling, darling salThe desert moon is my witness.Ive no money to come east,But I know youll soon be hereLazarusWe pull into downtown dallas by the side of the grassy knollWhere the leader fell and a town was broken.Away from the feel and flow of life for so many yearsHe hears music playing and spanish spokenThe border patrol outside of tucson boarded the busBorder patrolmanAny aliens here? you better check with us,How about you son?You look like you got spanish blood.Do you habla ingles, am I understood?SalYes, I am an alien, from mars.I come to earth from outer space.And if I traveled my whole lifeYou guys would still be on my caseYou guys would still be on my caseLazarusBut he cant leave his fears behind,He recalls each fatal thrustThe screams carried by the wind,Phantom figures in the dustPhantom figures in the dustPhantom figures in the dust.Lead vocal, acoustic guitar-paul simonVocal-sara ramirezGuitar-vincent nguiniGuitar, acoustic guitar solo-arlen rothPedal steel-robby turnerBass-bakithi kumaloTrumpet-bill hollomanAccordion-mike ramosFender rhodes-oriente lopezShaker-crusher bennettDrums-shannon ford
