A Song from the Subliminal Hymnal      by John Flynn
© Flying Stone Music

Thereís a bug walking smack down a railroad track
But it donít know what a railroad is
And the track is rumbling cause a train is coming
But it donít know what a train is
And the trainís bearing down on a sleepy little town
But it donít know what a town is

And all along it sings the song
Lie ta die die die die die
It sings, Lie ta die die die ta die die die

Well the townís got people underneath a steeple
But it donít know what a church is
Where they kneel and pray every seventh day
But it donít know what a Sunday is
When the church bell tolls trying to save your souls
But it donít know what a soul is
And the choir beneath the spire sings
Lie ta die die die die die
They sing, Lie ta die die die ta die die die

So if you happen to be going my way
Iíd be grateful for the company
Cause sometimes out here on this lonesome hi‐way
I can feel the ground shake under me

Like a bug walking smack down a railroad track
And the song that I start singing is
Lie ta die die die die die
Itís a lie to die die die to die die die