The Line

I'm gonna ride that old mail train down the line
And every new town, that I find
Be the next town that I'm about the leave behind

I can hear that old engine blowing smoke
Burning higher, as we go
Take the saddle off, and throwing down the yoke

I'm gonna ride that old mail train down the line
Dream of the day when it'll be mine

The wine in this town is running try
I'll move on, switch to rye
Run down the street sing "Heaven When I Die"

I need a place where I can cool my feet
Watching this water, makes me feel complete
After sweating out in this old dusty heat

I'm gonna ride that old mail train down the line
Dream of the day when it'll be mine

I'll be singing songs with steel rails keeping time
And every new song, that I find
I'll sing it in the next town, call it mine

Oh honey, I ain't loved no one but you
You're the first one, I ever told that to
Just tell me your name, and I'll give mine to you

I'm gonna ride that old mail train down the line
Dream of the day when it'll be mine