ThisTrain

This train it left the station a long, long time ago
This train it left the station a long, long time ago
And where this engine's pulling me, I'm damned if I can know

An engine is a furnace that burns both day and night
I feed it with despair and hope and pain and sheer delight
And when it's all been said and done I hope that I've done right

Stoke that mighty engine stoke it till it's hot
Stoke that mighty engine stoke it till it's hot
Feel the wheels under the floor pulling with all they've got

Me And Wally walking barefoot by the railroad track with a shiny new nickel to put on the rail
And wait until the train came back we'd watch those big old wheels go by
And slap each other on the back

That was another country that was another time
So far back through these rumbling cars
I can hardly believe it's mine
Still I can see them rolling
Rolling in the bright sunshine

Nobody knows that country
Nobody knows but me
Nobody knows that country nobody knows but me
Everybody's got some country that nobody else can see.

In the club car sits my Daddy smoking on his big old pipe
Telling stories about the war and his eyes are flashing bright
Playing on his banjo mandolin on a long ago and distant night.

This train is hauling memories
Of everywhere I've been
Every mountain I have climbed
And every mortal sin
Out to where the steel rails meet
And each new day begins

Nobody knows that country nobody knows but me
Nobody knows that country nobody knows but me
Everybody's got some country that nobody else can see.

This train left the station a long long time ago
This train it left the station along long time ago and where this engine is pulling me
I'm damned if I can know