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)