Lyrics Ship It On The Frisco - The Bottle Rockets

Ship It On The Frisco

C’mon buddy, you and me
Remember how it used to be
She’d be creepin' like a snail
Crawlin' outta PPG
We gotta go east, not west
Hidin' 'cross the trestle is best
When them engines turn the corner
The rest says be my guest
Them hopper car ladders hang low
We ship it on the Frisco
Saturday, how’s that sound?
Early in the mornin' when she comes 'round
Crosses Virginia
We’ll hear her and we’ll hunker down
Don’t run until ya hear the brakes
Be careful 'cause there’ll be snakes
Pull up, tight grip
Don’t slip, don’t make mistakes
Them hopper car ladders hang low
And we’ll ship it on the Frisco
Wanna go back, wanna go back
Wanna go back to those days we used to know
Down by the river when we’d jump off runnin'
Just like that, brother we’re far from home, so far from home
Now them new trains at dawn
Don’t slow down now the factory’s gone
Just blow through town
Too fast for a kid to grab on
But I know, buddy, you and me
Remember how it used to be
When she was creepin' like a snail
Crawlin' outta PPG
And them hopper car ladders hung low
And we shipped it on the Frisco
And them hopper car ladders hung low
And we shipped it on the Frisco