September In Seattle

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