September In Seattle Lyrics - Soul's Core - Shawn Mullins

September in Seattle 

Waitin' on a train 

I smoked my last cigarette 

Standin' in out of the rain 

There's a cool wind blowin' 

Down the alley by the depot 

Amtrak down the coastline 

To the city of the roses 

Mamas hangin' hand me downs 

Daddy's in the hotel bar 

Kids recitin' mother goose 

Runnin' naked through the yard 

See the best and the worst here 

The richest and the poor 

From the mansions on the hilltop 

To the red dirt floor, ohh ho 

Come on, come on 

Pull into the station 

The sun's settin' outside 

The pushers and the pullers 

Tryin' to take you for a ride 

Portland is a small town 

With a bitter city smile 

And as I walk these streets around 

I might just hang here for a while 

Come on quick