And that train rolled by
Northbound its steam billowing high
And my hopes they reach its height
I'm far below that lustrous sky, my eyes
Blink the dust away
Grit coats the roads, the shacks, the graves
This town raised me as a child
Mama was sick for quite awhile
Her mind slowly slipped away
I grew, despite the days
And those days rolled by
I kept the home a place to call mine in time
Though I worked the ground
Crops never grew, just withered and browned
My life was a well spring dry
Said my farewells to the town, goodbye
Now I resolute to try
Leapt on the train 'fore it rolled by
So long to the old malaise
With a pack on my back, I buried those days