Mike Reid Shadows come creepin' down the alleys, Lonesome lines the boulevard Neon flickers to the rhythm of the night, But this evenin', sleep is coming hard Down the concrete hallways in this part of town You can hear the young hearts drowning in thirst for life The back streets full of mystery, people Frozen in their dreams Too little mercy, too little love, Too much night, it's too much tonight The eastern avenue runs level with the river In between lies the freight yard of boxcar blues Eastern avenue railway, come on, come on and deliver This load of tears and this pair of walking shoes Boy's got the eastern avenue river railway blues Trapped between him and the city, He packed a bag and took one south bound over the line Trapped between him and the pity, he suffers for those unfaithful times Well, eastbound river railway runs swift and hard He swears tonight he's gonna take that ride Jerk a cold steel freight train right down the boulevard He ain't gonna stop 'til all the loneliness collides 'Cause it's too much tonight