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Running to track six
Downtown to South Chicago
The twelve twenty leaves on time.
Nodding off slowly,
Cozy up in seat; like
My dog, nuzzle trice.
Listening to clunking
Steel wheels spinning over rails
I take in father's death
Crossed-arm holding things in,
Belly churns incessantly,
I too will cease someday
©2010 j.a.o.a.
poem by Jose' Antonio Orellana Artolozaga
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This Train Keeps Rolling Along
All aboard in montreal
I heard the conductor call
That old engine heaved a sigh
Suitcases and shuffling feet
I found my way to a windo seat
I love to watch the world go by
Made friends with a family
Bound for sault ste marie
They said good bye at sudbury junction
Guess I hated to see em go
Thought about em as it started to snow
Time stops for nothing or no one
This train keeps rollin along
From here to the great beyond
Black somke, pistons churn
Steel rails, big wheels turn
This train keeps rolling along
Across the endless plrairie land
Mighty buffalo used to stand
The cree and the blackfoot lived and died
? ? ? the rockies, nestled in the trees,
I fell in love with lake louise
Smiling with her sparkling emerald eyes
Soon well reach the sea
And there Ill stand
With nothing but the blue between me and japan
Now Im at the end of the line,
Out of track, out of time,
Conductor makes his final round
All the people and places past
They went by just a little too fast
How I wishi couldve slowed this engine down.
This train keeps rollin along
From here to the great beyond
Black somke, pistons churn
Steel rails, big wheels turn
This train keeps rolling along
song performed by by Nitty Gritty Dirt Band
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Dad
- If there was a way - something I could maybe say -
If I could only see him here, once again;
Hear his grand laugh - see his comforting grin -
God, I know I should've been there more -
So much now I want to ask... things I truly need him for;
Oh, but then I was always too busy running -
I suppose I'm running, from myself, still.
Ofcourse it's all now in the setting sun -
He has gone on ahead... crossed over the hill, and finished his run;
Yet, I do believe, someday, by the grace of God,
I too shall ride that final trail
When death gives me the last nod -
Then at long last we again shall meet face to face
With a wonderful embrace.
But, until that destined time
I pray I find
A way to be, when it's all said and done,
A better father, than I ever was a son.
I love you Dad -
I think about you every day -
I miss you more
Than I can ever find words to say.
poem by Smoky Hoss
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Steel Rails
This song was first released on the all aboard! album. it is the only album it has been released on.
Steel rails, chasing sunshine round the bend
Winding through the trees like a ribbon in the wind
I dont mind not knowing what lies down the track
cause Im looking out ahead
To keep my mind from turning back
Its not the first time, I find myself alone at dawn
If I really had you once, I still have you when Im gone
Whistle blowing, blowing lonesome in my mind
Calling me along that never ending double line
Steel rails, chasing sunshine round the bend
Winding through the trees like a ribbon in the wind
I dont mind not knowing what lies down the track
cause Im looking out ahead to keep my mind from turning back
The sun is shining through the open boxcar door
Lying in my mind with the things Ive known before
And Ive lost count of all the hours, days and time
Just the rhythm of the rails keeps the motion in my mind
Steel rails, chasing sunshine round the bend
Winding through the trees like a ribbon in the wind
I dont mind not knowing what lies down the track
cause Im looking out ahead to keep my mind from turning back
Words and music by louisa banscomb
song performed by by John Denver
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Right Way To Fly
Listen for sounds you've been chosen to hear
Like you're laughing alone in the dark
Feeling so down but there's nothing to fear
But the break that I feel in my heart
But I suddenly see someone's waiving at me
A silhouette image a daydream
I'm hearing sounds of the turntable spinning
And you're running on air
I feel alright sometime
So look out yesterday
Tearing out the thoughts
With every word you say
Cause I know there's
A right way to fly
And a right way to die
So i'm just holding on
Numbing the pain like a brand new beginning
Cause everyone here looks the same
The merry-go-roung makes me
Feel like I'm spinning and
Everyone's screaming my name
But I suddenly see someone's waiving at me
A silhouette image a daydream
I'm hearing sounds of the turntable spinning
Like I'm running on air
I feel alright sometime
So look out yesterday
Tearing out my thoughts
With every word you say
Cause I know there's
A right way to fly
And a right way to die
So i'm just holding on
Well time is slowly tearing me apart
So I'm just holding on
Cause I know it's a ride
And it feels so hot today
Despite your holding everything inside
Get it out once in a while
Say goodbye to yesterday
Nah na na nah...
song performed by by Flickerstick from Welcoming Home The Astronauts
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Running On Empty
Looking out at the road rushing under my wheels
Looking back at the years gone by like so many summer fields
In sixty-five I was seventeen and running up one-o-one
I dont know where Im running now, Im just running on
Running on - running on empty
Running on - running blind
Running on - running into the sun
But Im running behind
Gotta do what you can just to keep your love alive
Trying not to confuse it with what you do to survive
In sixty-nine I was twenty-one and I called the road my own
I dont know when that road turned onto the road Im on
Running on - running on empty
Running on - running blind
Running on - running into the sun
But Im running behind
Everyone I know, everywhere I go
People need some reason to believe
I dont know about anyone but me
If it takes all night, thatll be all right
If I can get you to smile before I leave
Looking out at the road rushing under my wheels
I dont know how to tell you all just how crazy this life feels
I look around for the friends that I used to turn to to pull me through
Looking into their eyes I see them running too
Running on - running on empty
Running on - running blind
Running on - running into the sun
But Im running behind
Honey you really tempt me
You know the way you look so kind
Id love to stick around but Im running behind
You know I dont even know what Im hoping to find
Running into the sun but Im running behind
song performed by by Jackson Browne
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The Persistence of a Father
The relationship between a father and their daughter
Is one of trust and pride
Where Father will do anything to help her
To the perfect groom, be his bride.
She becomes a teen; it seems the love is gone
Father stays on track
Throughout it all, he keeps holding on,
He knows one day she'll come running back.
poem by Quintin Bouillon
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Death Alley Driver
Rough and ready rider
In a supersonic sound machine
Rock and roll survivor
Chrome pipes between your knees
Running all the red lites
Your gonna make a dead stop
But you just cant see the signs
Oh - youll never win the race
But you cant give up the chase
Death alley driver
Living at high speed
Death alley driver...yeah
Death alley driver...who knows what you need
Death alley driver...
One hundred twenty five smokin on the turns
Always on the hit and run
But you never learn...
Running from the man... and youre running
From yourself
Another dirty angel heading straight to hell
Oh - youll never win the race
But you wont give up the chase
Death alley driver...
Live in overdrive...death alley driver...yeah
Death alley driver...ride to stay alive
Death alley driver...
Lets go
Red lights in the mirror
Danger on the band
Got to take a detour cause a road blocks up ahead
He takes you on the corner with a wave of his hand
Death is in the back seat of a big old black sedan
Oh - youll never win the race...
As you turn and see his face...
Death alley driver...
Movin for the kill
Death alley driver...yeah
Death alley driver...
Time is standing still...
Death alley driver...
Always on the run cause youre a...
Death alley driver
Love the way it feels
Death alley driver...yeah
Death alley driver
Hell on wheels...
Death alley driver... ooh -
song performed by by Rainbow
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Nowheresville
I wanna see paris
Insane on the sine
I wanna do that bull run thin in spain
I wanna go to england
And walk down penny lane
Half a pint an island
May wash away my pain
Im stuck in mud
Spinning my wheels
And Im all alone
On the road
To nowheresville
I wanna meet a little girl
With french horn lips
And introduce her to my trip
Ill make her smile on the nile
Hold her hand in japan
But last things first for all my plans
Im stuck in mud
Spinning my wheels
And Im all alone
On the road
To nowheresville
Im on my way
Im almost nowhere
Im almost everything I swore Id never be
When I get there
Then Ill go somehwere
Im going to pay my last repsects and get the
Hell out of there
Out of nowhere
Im stuck in mud
Spinning my wheels
And Im all alone
On the road
To nowheresville
Spinning my wheels
And Im all alone on the road to nowheresville
Nowheresville
Nowheresville
song performed by by Eels
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The Commute
Inside the train
One hears the screech
Of wheels on rails
They try to breech
And the worried, hurried hum
Of men and women on the run
And if you out
The window gaze
You see and endless
Field of haze
And the distant, rushing cry
Of a world gone whizzing by
The wheels themselves
Can't hope to sway
They're guided by
The iron way
Choiceless, rolling through the foggy rot
Running where they won't dare not
Until bereft
Of locomotion
They dock beside
A concrete ocean
Where the sailors left among the dead
Tack to earn their daily bread
Quickly now
They leave the quay
As noise and chaos
Melt away
Save for the relentless screech
Of wheels on rails they try to breech
poem by Matt Greenblatt
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Someday We'll Know
90 miles outside Chicago
Can't stop driving I don't know why
So many questions I need some answers
2 years later you're still on my mind
Whatever happened to the Uptown theatre?
Yeah it held the stars up in the sky
Is true love just once in a lifetime?
Did the captain of the Titanic cry
Someday we'll know
Why love can't move mountain
Someday we'll know
Why the sky is blue
Someday we'll know
Why I wasn't there for you
Does anybody know the way to Atlantis?
Or what the wind says when she cries
I'm speeding by the place where I met you
For the 97th time
(Chorus)
Someday we'll know
Why love can't move a mountain
Someday we'll know
Why the sky is blue
Someday we'll know
Why I wasn't there for you
Someday we'll know
If love is do or die for
Someday we'll know
Why it died so soon
Someday we'll know
Why I wasn't there for you
I bought a ticket back to where I came from
I watched my past crash in the sea
If I could ask you just one question
Why aren't you here with me?
(chorus)
Someday we'll know
Why love can't move a mountain
Someday we'll know
Why the sky is blue
Someday we'll know
Why I wasn't there for you
Someday we'll know
If love is do or die for
Someday we'll know
Why it died so soon
Someday we'll know
Why I wasn't there for you
Someday we'll know
Someday we'll know
Someday we'll know
Someday we'll know
Someday we'll know
Someday we'll know
Someday we'll know
Someday we'll know
Someday we'll know
Someday we'll know
Someday we'll know
Someday we'll know
song performed by by Hall & Oates
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Some Things Never Change
(track 7 - time 3:56)
(brad crisler/walt aldridge)
After all this time I still miss you everday
The same world spins round
I guess some things never change
Sometimes I go out but it never feels the same
I still look for you
Baby some things never change
When I said Id love you for eternity
I just never knew how true those words would be
Just an old love song
Just a mention of your name
My heart breaks in two again
I guess some things never change
Maybe someday someone else will set me free
Until then Ill live with your loves legacy
And Ill keep holding on
Hoping youll come back someday
You can rest assured
Baby some things never change
Girl Im still in love with you
I guess some things never change
I still love you
song performed by by Tim McGraw
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Old Train
This song was first released on the all aboard! album. it is the only album it has been released on.
Old train, I can hear your whistle blow
And I want to be jumping on again
Old train, Ive been everywhere you go
And I know what lies beyond each bend
Old train, each time you pass
Youre older than the last
And it seems Im too old for running
I hear your rusty wheels grate against the rails
They cry with every mile
And I think Ill stay awhile
Old train, I grow weary at the miles
And I miss the freedom that was mine
Old train, just to think about those times
Ill smile when youre highballing by
Old train, each time you pass
Youre older than the last
And it seems Im too old for running
I hear your rusty wheels grate against the rails
They cry with every mile
And I think Ill stay awhile
Words and music by herb pedersen and mikki pedersen
song performed by by John Denver
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Steel Rails Hum (song for a singer)
If it should happen like this:
That one day you are gone
And I myself still hanging on,
I will break down in tears
When I hear the news
I will be listening one more time
To your ragged song.
I will sing lightly, gliding on
The quiet thunder of your voice
Not diluting your expression
Nor can I forget a word.
Melodic phrases mount and ride
Valley descants, rising hills
As steel rails hum, we sing along
To hard time working blues.
Soul companion for so long
But I will never come to know
The weights and daily burdens that you raise.
And if one day you will be gone
And I'm still standing in the rain
I will not claim to know you, nor say to anyone
That I caught you in the distance
Reaching out to recreate
The delicacy of your song on stage.
But for myself I take the stand
And trust in all its certainty
To recognize the hum of rails
Vibrations of approaching trains,
The metal wheels that churn your mind
Intoning their redemption, sighs of pain.
And I will harmonize with them
While I remember, just as long
As I am standing by your tracks -
If ever you are gone.
poem by Frank Bana
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The Locomotive
A big locomotive has pulled into town,
Heavy, humungus, with sweat rolling down,
A plump jumbo olive.
Huffing and puffing and panting and smelly,
Fire belches forth from her fat cast iron belly.
Poof, how she's burning,
Oof, how she's boiling,
Puff, how she's churning,
Huff, how she's toiling.
She's fully exhausted and all out of breath,
Yet the coalman continues to stoke her to death.
Numerous wagons she tugs down the track:
Iron and steel monsters hitched up to her back,
All filled with people and other things too:
The first carries cattle, then horses not few;
The third car with corpulent people is filled,
Eating fat frankfurters all freshly grilled.
The fourth car is packed to the hilt with bananas,
The fifth has a cargo of six grand pi-an-as.
The sixth wagon carries a cannon of steel,
With heavy iron girders beneath every wheel.
The seventh has tables, oak cupboards with plates,
While an elephant, bear, two giraffes fill the eighth.
The ninth contains nothing but well-fattened swine,
In the tenth: bags and boxes, now isn't that fine?
There must be at least forty cars in a row,
And what they all carry -- I simply don't know:
But if one thousand athletes, with muscles of steel,
Each ate one thousand cutlets in one giant meal,
And each one exerted as much as he could,
They'd never quite manage to lift such a load.
First a toot!
Then a hoot!
Steam is churning,
Wheels are turning!
More slowly - than turtles - with freight - on their - backs,
The drowsy - steam engine - sets off - down the tracks.
She chugs and she tugs at her wagons with strain,
As wheel after wheel slowly turns on the train.
She doubles her effort and quickens her pace,
And rambles and scrambles to keep up the race.
Oh whither, oh whither? go forward at will,
And chug along over the bridge, up the hill,
Through mountains and tunnels and meadows and woods,
Now hurry, now hurry, deliver your goods.
Keep up your tempo, now push along, push along,
Chug along, tug along, tug along, chug along
Lightly and sprightly she carries her freight
Like a ping-pong ball bouncing without any weight,
Not heavy equipment exhausted to death,
But a little tin toy, just a light puff of breath.
Oh whither, oh whither, you'll tell me, I trust,
What is it, what is it that gives you your thrust?
What gives you momentum to roll down the track?
It's hot steam that gives me my clickety-clack.
Hot steam from the boiler through tubes to the pistons,
The pistons then push at the wheels from short distance,
They drive and they push, and the train starts a-swooshin'
'Cuz steam on the pistons keeps pushin' and pushin';
The wheels start a rattlin', clatterin', chatterin'
Chug along, tug along, chug along, tug along! . . . .
poem by Julian Tuwim
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Downtown
Downtown people gotta work a little harder working downtown
Downtown they got to think a little quicker cause theyre downtown
Downtown the breaks are harder
Downtown the thieves are smarter
Ive got this place Im renting
It cost me next to nothing downtown
Nobody comes around telling me I gotta turn the sound down
Broadway -- down on the corner
The Bible screamer, the plasma donor
Buses, carhorns, ghetto blasters
The shouts and cries of the human disasters
Its all music
Its all music
Downtown
Its all music
Its all music
I feel alright when Im downtown
My feet are light when Im downtown
I cast my hopes on the human tide
I place my bet and let it ride
Im open wide when Im downtown
Downtown theres every kind of people walkin round downtown
Downtown theres every language, every human sound downtown
Downtown the nights are longer
Downtown the sights are stronger
Downtown wandering all around downtown
Its all music
Eight blocks south of city hall
The rats run free and the winos crawl
Darkness falls on the vast machine
Where the future stalks the american dream
I feel alright when Im downtown
My head feels light when Im downtown
Its all in sight when Im downtown
I feel alright when Im downtown
song performed by by Jackson Browne
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The Race
Shout! (shout!)
Count on me Im gonna win the race
Count on me Im gonna win the race
Room-dah-bee-boom the whippering dong
Room-dah-bee-boom the whippering dong
Now shut the door keep down to south
Shut the door keep down to south
Shut the door keep down to south
Not any track is turning but the race is in my head
Im attacking the illusion but the stopping drives me mad
Time is running out and the illusion fades away
Time is running out another day is on its way
Another sun was shining and he knew he wasnt great
He didnt ever talk about he knew he couldnt wait
Are you ever gonna push me let me run and let me do
I need it and Im ready and I havent got a clue
Not any track is turning but the race is in my head
Im attacking the illusion but the stopping drives me mad
Fire away!
This is the race!
Why?
Burn!
Shout!
Lies!
Give me the race!
Another sun was shining and he knew he wasnt great
He didnt ever talk about he knew he couldnt wait
I need this race!
Are you ever gonna push me let me run and let me do
I need it and Im ready and I havent got a clue
Any track is turning but the race is in my head
Im attacking the illusion but the stopping drives me mad
Fire away!
Time is running out and the illusion fades away
Time is running out another day is on its way
This is the race!
Good afternoon, ladies and gentlemen
This is billy mckloski from palm springs reporting for nbc sports of
America
Twenty seconds to the start of the thirty-first formula race on a hot
Sunny afternoon here in california
On the fast lane of the street Im driving
Sometimes, somewhere, Im arriving
Every day and every night
Why?
I need this race!
Count on me Im gonna win the race
Count on me Im gonna win the race
Room-dah-bee-boom the whippering dong
Room-dah-bee-boom the whippering dong
Shut the door keep down to south
Shut the door keep down to south
Shut the door keep down to south
Race in my head!
song performed by by Yello
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The Race
Shout! (shout!)
Count on me Im gonna win the race
Count on me Im gonna win the race
Room-dah-bee-boom the whippering dong
Room-dah-bee-boom the whippering dong
Now shut the door keep down to south
Shut the door keep down to south
Shut the door keep down to south
Not any track is turning but the race is in my head
Im attacking the illusion but the stopping drives me mad
Time is running out and the illusion fades away
Time is running out another day is on its way
Another sun was shining and he knew he wasnt great
He didnt ever talk about he knew he couldnt wait
Are you ever gonna push me let me run and let me do
I need it and Im ready and I havent got a clue
Not any track is turning but the race is in my head
Im attacking the illusion but the stopping drives me mad
Fire away!
This is the race!
Why?
Burn!
Shout!
Lies!
Give me the race!
Another sun was shining and he knew he wasnt great
He didnt ever talk about he knew he couldnt wait
I need this race!
Are you ever gonna push me let me run and let me do
I need it and Im ready and I havent got a clue
Any track is turning but the race is in my head
Im attacking the illusion but the stopping drives me mad
Fire away!
Time is running out and the illusion fades away
Time is running out another day is on its way
This is the race!
Good afternoon, ladies and gentlemen
This is billy mckloski from palm springs reporting for nbc sports of
America
Twenty seconds to the start of the thirty-first formula race on a hot
Sunny afternoon here in california
On the fast lane of the street Im driving
Sometimes, somewhere, Im arriving
Every day and every night
Why?
I need this race!
Count on me Im gonna win the race
Count on me Im gonna win the race
Room-dah-bee-boom the whippering dong
Room-dah-bee-boom the whippering dong
Shut the door keep down to south
Shut the door keep down to south
Shut the door keep down to south
Race in my head!
song performed by by Yello
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A Railroad Eclogue
Father: What brought thee back, lad?
Son: Father! the same feet
As took me brought me back, I warrant ye.
Father: Couldst thou not find the rail?
Son: The deuce himself
Who can find most things, could not find the rail.
Father: Plain as a pike-staff miles and miles it lies.
Son: So they all told me. Pike-staffs in your day
Must have been hugely plainer than just now.
Father: What didst thou ask for?
Son: Ask for? Tewkesbury,
Thro Defford opposite to Breedon-hill.
Father: Right: and they set ye wrong?
Son: Me wrong? not they;
The best among 'em should not set me wrong,
Nor right, nor anything; I'd tell 'em that.
Father: Herefordshire's short horns and shorter wits
Are known in every quarter of the land,
Those blunt, these blunter. Well! no help for it!
Each might do harm if each had more of each . .
Yet even in Herefordshire there are some
Not downright dolts . . before the cider's broacht,
When all are much alike . . yet most could tell
A railroad from a parish or a pike.
How thou couldst miss that railroad puzzles me,
Seeing there lies none other round about.
Son: I found the rails along the whole brook-side
Left of that old stone bridge across yon Avon.
Father: That is the place.
Son: There was a house hard-by,
And past it ran a furnace upon wheels,
Like a mad bull, tail up in air, and horns
So low ye might not see 'em. On it bumpt,
Roaring, as strait as any arrow flits,
As strait, as fast too, ay, and faster went it,
Arid, could it keep its wind up and not crack,
Then woe betide the eggs at Tewkesbury
This market-day, and lambs, and sheep! a score
Of pigs might be made flitches in a trice,
Before they well could knuckle.
Father! Father!
If they were ourn, thou wouldst not chuckle so,
And shake thy sides, and wipe thy eyes, and rub
Thy breeches-knees, like Sunday shoes, at that rate.
Hows'ever. . . .
Father: 'Twas the train, lad, 'twas the train.
Son: May-be: I had no business with a train.
'Go thee by rail,' you told me; 'by the rail
At Defford' . . and didst make a fool of me.
Father: Ay, lad, I did indeed: it was methinks
Some twenty years agone last Martinmas.
poem by Walter Savage Landor
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100,000 Tons Of Steel
I know these rails were on like I know my ladys smile,
We see a dozen dreams in every passing mile.
Cant begin to count the trips she and I have made,
But I wish I had a dollar for each time weve both been down this grade.
And 100,000 tons of steel, made to roll.
The brakes dont work and this grades too steep, her engines sure to blow.
And 100,000 tons of steel, out of control,
Shes more a rollercoaster than the train I used to know.
Its one hell of an understatement, to say she cant be beat.
Shes tempermental, more a bitch than a machine.
She wasnt built to travel at speed or through mud slides.
These wheels are bound to jump the tracks before they burn like the ties
And 100,000 tons of steel, made to roll.
The brakes dont work and this grades too steep, her engines sure to blow
And 100,000 tons of steel, out of control
Shes more a rollercoaster than the train I used to know.
Murphy sure out done himself to pick this stretch of track
I can only hope my luck is ridin in the back.
Well I have pray to God this aint the day we meet,
Ive done about everything, but try dragging my feet.
And 100,000 tons of steel, made to roll.
The brakes dont work and this grades too steep, her engines sure to blow
And 100,000 tons of steel, out of control,
Shes more a rollercoaster than the train I used to know.
Oh, oh I want to go down slow.
song performed by by Grateful Dead
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Tons Of Steel
I know these rails were on like I know my ladys smile,
We see a dozen dreams in every passing mile.
Cant begin to count the trips she and I have made,
But I wish I had a dollar for each time weve both been down this grade.
And 100,000 tons of steel, made to roll.
The brakes dont work and this grades too steep, her engines sure to blow.
And 100,000 tons of steel, out of control,
Shes more a rollercoaster than the train I used to know.
Its one hell of an understatement, to say she cant be beat.
Shes temperamental, more a bitch than a machine.
She wasnt built to travel at speed or through mud slides.
These wheels are bound to jump the tracks before they burn like the ties
And 100,000 tons of steel, made to roll.
The brakes dont work and this grades too steep, her engines sure to blow
And 100,000 tons of steel, out of control
Shes more a rollercoaster than the train I used to know.
Murphy sure out done himself to pick this stretch of track
I can only hope my luck is ridin in the back.
Well I have pray to God this aint the day we meet,
Ive done about everything, but try dragging my feet.
And 100,000 tons of steel, made to roll.
The brakes dont work and this grades too steep, her engines sure to blow
And 100,000 tons of steel, out of control,
Shes more a rollercoaster than the train I used to know.
Oh, oh I want to go down slow.
song performed by by Grateful Dead
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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