There's a train coming down the line
Her wheels are hot and her whistles wide
Her carriages are made of light
If you're riding better hold on tight
With the power of a hurricane
And stations no man can explain
The tracks she rides are made of dreams
She can go anywhere it seems
My bags are packed, I've dusted my hat
My heart is tacked securely to my sleeve
When that train comes I'm getting on
Never settle, always be gone,
It's time to leave
She rattles like a rattlesnake
She's never even used the brakes
She don't believe in slowing down
She wouldn't know how to anyhow
When her whistle blows it's like she's sayin'
"If you ain't on board get out the way"
And she blows it in all kinds of weather
I'm gonna ride that train forever
She'll hold your heart for years to come
Even when the tracks are gone
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