"... the words all came easy, like a freight train just passing through ..."
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Never was much of a singer
Though I’ve written a song or two
Wrote about love, heartbreak and life
’Bout hurt and regrets old and new
Don’t know if I’ve touched any hearts
Or if I’ve made anyone blue
Just know the words all came easy
Like a freight train just passing through
Thought maybe I’d write no more songs
Still it’s hard to stop the pen
It just follows the lines and keeps right on goin’
Until it gets to the end
Yeah, until it gets to the end
Until it gets to the end
Thought many times, what’s the point?
You can see what your words are worth
They’ve all been used many times before
Wasn’t me that gave them all birth
Well, it wasn’t for a lack of tryin’
Or giving up in the face of defeat
I don’t look at life in the mirror
Eye to eye is where life and I meet
Thought maybe I’d write no more songs
Still it’s hard to stop the pen
It just follows the lines and keeps right on goin’
Until it gets to the end
Yeah, until it gets to the end
Until it gets to the end, my friend
Hoped a song that I wrote might go somewhere
Though none that I wrote ever did
I just put them all back in the box
With more of my dreams ’n closed the lid
Yeah, I closed the lid
Thought maybe I’d write no more songs
Still it’s hard to stop the pen
It just follows the lines and keeps right on goin’
Until it gets to the end
I thought maybe I’d write no more songs
Still it’s hard to stop the pen
It just follows the lines and keeps right on goin’
Until it gets to the end
Until it gets to the end
Yeah, until it gets to the end
Copyright 2020 Neil w Young, Restless Wind Music
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