| G | G7 | C | G | G7 |
| Train whistle | blowing, | makes a sleepy | noise | |
| C | G | Am | D |
| Underneath their | blankets, go | all the girls and | boys |
| G | G7 | C | G | G7 |
| Rocking, rolling, | riding, | out along the | bay | |
| C | G | Em | D | G | D |
| All bound for | Morning | town, | many miles | away | |
| G | G7 | C | G | G7 |
| Driver at the | engine, | fireman rings the | bell, | |
| C | G | Am | D |
| Sandman swings the | lantern, to | show that all is | well |
| G | G7 | C | G | G7 |
| Maybe it is | raining, | where our train will | ride | |
| C | G | Am | D |
| All the little | travellers, are | warm and snug | inside. |
| G | G7 | C | G | G7 |
| Somewhere there is | sunshine, | somewhere there is | day | |
| C | G | Am | D |
| Somewhere there is | Morningtown, | many miles | away |
Created 2009 Sept 11 12:45
This is the author's own work and represents their interpretation of the song.
You may only use this for private study, scholarship, or research.