Today's slow drag is with "Jimmie Standing in The Rain," from "National Ransom," released in 2010. The songwriting is credited to Elvis Costello. Show Notes: Appreciation written, produced, and narrated by Remedy Robinson, MA/MFA Twitter: https://twitter.com/slowdragremedy Email: [email protected] Podcast music by https://www.fesliyanstudios.com Rate this Podcast: https://ratethispodcast.com/slowdrag References: Elvis Costello Wiki Resource, "Jimmie Standing in The Rain": http://www.elviscostello.info/wiki/index.php/Jimmie_Standing_In_The_Rain "Jimmie Standing in The Rain": https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=v1PbA88w9jk "Scrapping first-class train carriages leaves us all in third": https://www.theguardian.com/uk-news/2017/mar/17/chris-grayling-scrapping-first-class-trains-leaves-us-all-in-third "First, second third class train travel in 19040s & 1950s Britain": https://www.1900s.org.uk/1940s-trains-class.htm Third Class rail travel ends in Britain: https://moneyweek.com/394050/3-june-1956-third-class-rail-travel-ends-in-britain Tweed's history: https://www.masterclass.com/articles/what-is-tweed#what-are-the-origins-of-tweed "Where London's history happened — in the pub": https://londonspubswherehistoryreallyhappened.wordpress.com/2017/12/19/the-argyll-arms/ "The London Trocadero, Leicester Square, and Piccadilly Circus," Introduction to the early years: http://www.arthurlloyd.co.uk/TrocaderoLeicesterSquareLondon.htm  Purchase "The Most Terrible Time in My Life…Ends Thursday" https://www.amazon.com/Most-Terrible-Time-Life-Thursday-ebook/dp/B07XLXS5PL/ref=sr_1_1?crid=Y4SGCT62WPEK&dchild=1&keywords=the+most+terrible+time+in+my+life+ends+thursday&qid=1608873405&sprefix=The+Most+Terrible+Time+in+%2Caps%2C195&sr=8-1   "Jimmie Standing in the Rain" lyrics: Third-Class ticket in his pocket Punching out the shadows underneath the sockets Tweed coat turned up against the fog   Slow coaches rolling o'er the moor Between the very memory And approaches of war   Stale bread curling on a luncheon counter Loose change lonely, not the right amount   Forgotten Man of an indifferent nation Waiting on a platform at a Lancashire station Somebody's calling you again The sky is falling Jimmie's standing in the rain   Nobody wants to buy a counterfeited prairie lullaby in a colliery town A hip flask and fumbled skein with some stage-door Josephine is all he'll get now Eyes going in and out of focus Mild and bitter from tuberculosis   Forgotten Man / Indifferent nation Waiting on a platform at a Lancashire station Somebody's calling you again The sky is falling Jimmie's standing in the rain   Her soft breath was gentle on his neck If he could choose the time to die Then he would come and go like this Underneath the painted sky   She woke up and called him "Charlie" by mistake And then in shame began to cry Tarnished silver band peels off a phrase And then warms their hands around the brazier   Forgotten Man / Indifferent nation Waiting on a platform at a Lancashire station Somebody's calling you again It's finally dawning Jimmie's standing in the rain   Brilliantine glistening Your soft plaintive whistling And your wan wandering smile   Died down at The Hippodrome Now you're walking off to jeers, the lonely sound of jingling spurs, the "toodle-oos" and "Oh, my dears" down at "The Argyle"   Vile vaudevillians applaud sobriety There's no place for a half-cut cowboy in polite society   Forgotten Man / Indifferent nation Waiting on a platform at a Lancashire station Somebody's calling you again It's finally dawning Jimmie's standing in the rain

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