by

David Crosby, Stephen Stills, & Graham Nash





Looking at the world

Trough the sunset in your eyes

Trying to make the train

To clear Moroccan skies

Bugs and pigs and chickens call

Animal carpet wall to wall

American man is five foot tall and you



Sweeping cobwebs from the edges of my mind

Had to get away to see what we could find

Hope the days that lie ahead

Bring us back to where they've led

Listen up to what's been said to you



Would you know we're riding

on the Marrakesh Express

Would you know we're riding

on the Marrakesh Express

All on board that train



I've been saving all my money just to take you there

I smell the garden in your hair



Take a train to Casablanca going south

Blowing smoke rings from the corners of my m,m,m,m,mouth

Cold coffins hang in the square

Charming corporals in the square

Don't you know we're riding on the Marrakesh Express (X2)

They're taking me to Marrakesh Express

Don't you know we're riding on the Marrakesh Express (X2)

They're taking me to Marrakesh

All on board that train (X3