Gravy Train

B B Well they fly past the ghettos and the factories B Ridin' on the Gravy Train B Leaving all the places that they really ought to brave B Ridin' on the Gravy Train E F# Past the coal mines black and scarred E F# Starter houses in the loading yard G#m F# On the Gravy Train, On the Gravy Train B There's the lucky little mothers in their luxury cars B Ridin' on the Gravy Train B Never thank each other or their lucky stars B Ridin' on the Gravy Train E F# That's worse than ingratitude E F# Worse than a piss poor attitude G#m F# On the Gravy Train, Gravy Train B Well the hanger-uppers and the hangers-on B Ridin' on the Gravy Train B Champagne suppers with their daggers all drawn B Ridin' on the Gravy Train E F# Some act tough, some act rude E F# Some bit of fluff complain about the food B G#m You wanna see somebody getting really rude E Get on the Gravy Train, Gravy Train B Well the golden goose is clattering a down the track, E And they're gonna be ridin' in an old caboose C# F# Coming back C# B There's the soldiers of fashion on the hit parade B Ridin' on the Gravy Train B Tongue lashing with the b**ch brigade B Ridin' on the Gravy Train E F# Freeloader licks my boots E F# Tells me how he digs my suit B G#m You got lucky son, don't get cute E Get on the Gravy Train