B5 
Well they fly past the ghettos and the factories 

Ridin' on the Gravy Train 

Leaving all the places that they really ought to brave 

Ridin' on the Gravy Train 
 

E5                   F#5 
Past the coal mines black and scarred 
E5                     F#5 
Starter houses in the loading yard 
       G#5                  F#5 
On the Gravy Train, On the Gravy Train  
                   B5 
There's the lucky little mothers in their luxury cars 

Ridin' on the Gravy Train 

Never thank each other or their lucky stars 

Ridin' on the Gravy Train 
E5                   F#5 
That's worse than ingratitude 
E5                          F#5 
Worse than a piss poor attitude  
             G#5           F#5 
On the Gravy Train, Gravy Train  
                B5 
Well the hanger-uppers and the hangers-on 

Ridin' on the Gravy Train 

Champagne suppers with their daggers all drawn 

Ridin' on the Gravy Train 
E5               F#5 
Some act tough, some act rude 
E5                    F#5 
Some bit of fluff complain about the food 
    B5                                        G#5 
You wanna see somebody getting really rude 
           E5 
Get on the Gravy Train, Gravy Train  
                                                                    B5 
Well the golden goose is clattering-a-down the track, 
            E5 
And they're gonna be ridin' in an old caboose 
C#5            F#5 
Coming back  
 
Solo: 
C#5 
 

There's the soldiers of fashion on the hit parade 

Ridin' on the Gravy Train 

Tongue lashing with the bitch brigade 

Ridin' on the Gravy Train 

Free loader licks my boots 

Tells me how he digs my suit 

You got lucky son, don't get cute 

Get on the Gravy Train 
  
Solo: 
B5 

C#5 

B5 

A5 (untill fade out)