Marty Brown
Freight Train
Used to wake up with the chickens before daylightAnd hear a whistle blow far down the lineThat old freight train rolling through my townAnd I'd hit that dirt road running hard and fastTo the post office depot where she would passThat old freight train rolling through my townLay a hand on the rail and feel the rumblingAnd look down the track to see her comingThat freight train yeah that old freight train rolling through my townAnd I'd count each car as she rolled on byAnd dream someday about taking a rideIf I could only touch her and know she was realFeel that coat of iron and that heart of steelFrom Santa Fe to New Orleans going places this poor boy has never seenOn a freight train yeah that old freight train rolling through my townWell time rolls on like that old freight trainLeavin' only a childhood's dream to remainAs those freight trains roll through my townAnd here I sit on this porch with my old black houndEvery evening when the sun goes downWatching freight trains rolling through my townThere's something in my heart a fascination to ride the rails across this nationOn a freight train Lord that old freight train rolling through my townAnd I still count each car as she rolled on byAnd dream someday about taking a rideMr Hobo how I envy you rolling away into the wild blueFrom Santa Fe to New Orleans going places this ol' lad has never seenOn a freight train yeah that old freight train rolling through my townRolling through my town rolling through my town
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