Bus Driver Songtext
von Caedmon’s Call
Bus Driver Songtext
I am a bus driver
And it′s four in the morning
And I'm pressing out my clothes beside my bed
Fourteen years been on the job
And with many miles behind
Still I′m up at 3:30 to make sure I'm there on time
'Cause my car gets me along just fine
To and from the station
And my castle is this Houston Metro bus
My first stop is Ashbury
And the sign′s been gone for years
All the same the people wait
′Cause they know that I'll be there
What would you say
If I told you that I won′t be by today?
Would you say that
Just a bus driver
And what do I know?
Just a bus driver
And what do I know?
Just a bus driver
And what do I know?
Well I'm always there by 5:15
And lately I′ve been early
'Cause Judith likes to be in early to the bank
And she gives me conversation
And a token good for riding
And she′s happy all alone
And then there's Charles in retail sales
And I hope they pay him well
For the work that young man does
'Cause I′ve never seen the inside
Of a custom refrigerator
But I know that he′s the first and last one there
What would you say
If I told you that I won't be by today?
Would you say that
Just a bus driver
And what do I know?
Just a bus driver
And what do I know?
Just a bus driver
And what do I know?
And what do I know?
I wonder what they do all day
At their respective work
Suppose they give money and take money away
Still I′m just orbiting this town
And with the post office my sun
I'm circling again
And I wonder how this world would be
If I was never here to drive this bus around
From Ashbury to Main
Suppose this town would be the same
But with one bus less exhaust
That bank and retail store
It just wouldn′t be the same
But what can I see
From the limited confines of my bus driving seat?
Only me
Just a bus driver
And what do I know?
Just a bus driver
And what do I know?
Just a bus driver
And what do I know?
Just a bus driver
And what do I know?
I'm just a bus driver
So don′t believe that
Just a bus driver
Well don't believe that
Just a bus driver
Well don't believe that
We′re all just bus drivers
And it′s time to go home
And it′s four in the morning
And I'm pressing out my clothes beside my bed
Fourteen years been on the job
And with many miles behind
Still I′m up at 3:30 to make sure I'm there on time
'Cause my car gets me along just fine
To and from the station
And my castle is this Houston Metro bus
My first stop is Ashbury
And the sign′s been gone for years
All the same the people wait
′Cause they know that I'll be there
What would you say
If I told you that I won′t be by today?
Would you say that
Just a bus driver
And what do I know?
Just a bus driver
And what do I know?
Just a bus driver
And what do I know?
Well I'm always there by 5:15
And lately I′ve been early
'Cause Judith likes to be in early to the bank
And she gives me conversation
And a token good for riding
And she′s happy all alone
And then there's Charles in retail sales
And I hope they pay him well
For the work that young man does
'Cause I′ve never seen the inside
Of a custom refrigerator
But I know that he′s the first and last one there
What would you say
If I told you that I won't be by today?
Would you say that
Just a bus driver
And what do I know?
Just a bus driver
And what do I know?
Just a bus driver
And what do I know?
And what do I know?
I wonder what they do all day
At their respective work
Suppose they give money and take money away
Still I′m just orbiting this town
And with the post office my sun
I'm circling again
And I wonder how this world would be
If I was never here to drive this bus around
From Ashbury to Main
Suppose this town would be the same
But with one bus less exhaust
That bank and retail store
It just wouldn′t be the same
But what can I see
From the limited confines of my bus driving seat?
Only me
Just a bus driver
And what do I know?
Just a bus driver
And what do I know?
Just a bus driver
And what do I know?
Just a bus driver
And what do I know?
I'm just a bus driver
So don′t believe that
Just a bus driver
Well don't believe that
Just a bus driver
Well don't believe that
We′re all just bus drivers
And it′s time to go home
Writer(s): Mc Kinley Morganfield, Terry Abrahamson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

