I'd never met a woman
could shoot a Magnum
nowhere near as straight as you
And if you need me
I'll be bleeding
where the train passes through
With your Magnum, cleaned
I'll be shooting
At them cans on the rails I filled
With lighter fluid
You said the train job
was the last straw,
that we got what we deserved
The money we'd made
was marked anyways
and you was losing your nerve
You said that in the driver's eyes
was something like a clearing
And when we'd washed that Magnum clean
you said that I could keep it
There were wreathes made
out of roses, laid
for the man who shovels coal
And the daughter
of the driver
who was just 12 year's old
Left a postcard
in her own writing
That read, "If there's a train up there
Daddy'll be driving"
And now I'm tryin' to steal breath
from a train wreck
and the car's covered in ice
And I'm bleeding
from my forehead
and my chest is on fire
It's been two days now
and I'm still bleeding
Wrapped the bullet holes with rags
but they ain't healing
So I'm gonna drag this
almost lifeless
body to Canyon Ridge
Where there's a walkway
by the railway
where it runs across the bridge
You know where it is
and you know I can't swim
But I'm going over the edge
after I've thrown your Magnum in
