
(Lyrics available at the bottom of the description)
Bass – Dave Troup
Electric Piano, Twelve-string Guitar – Larry Milton
Engineer – William Hamilton
Guitar – Marc Ellis
Organ – Charlie Osborne
Percussion – Bill Yergin
Producer – Herman D. Gimbel
Tambourine, Maracas – Joe Groff
Lyrics :
Think it's time we packed our bags and got away from this earth
Tell the world that we've droped out to find the place of our birth
To find a land where the people float in a hazy boat
Our friendly land where the air is green and the grass is clean
Hold my hand,
close your eyes
Step aboard
See the man in the black hat, his hand is outstretched to you
Look again before your eyes, his hat is yellow and blue
Look on the track, in the orange fog it's a purple dog
This is not real, 'cause he's sitting there in his underwear
Hold my hand,
close your eyes
Step aboard
Inside the train, stands a peaceful gent with his mind for rent
Give him a change, and he'll sing of stars wrapped in candybar
Hold my hand,
close your eyes
Step aboard