Something about trains Something about love Something about this old earth And the way it looks from up above
Something about satellites Something about down below Something about the hissing of that old steam iron As you press your clothes
Beam it up beam it down across the world from town to town Most of the time when i'm walking the line i'm looking at the ground
But everytime I hear that whistle blowing Everytime I hear that old black crow Everytime I hear that whistle blowing I find myself a-shivering in my soul
Something about love When things go wrong When you can't find the one that you love You keep movin' on
You walk the lonely valley You walk the line alone But this old earth is always there You don't feel so alone
Beam it up beam it down across the world from town to town Most of the time when i'm walking the line i'm looking at the ground
But everytime I hear that whistle blowing...
But you wake up in the middle of the night And a train whistle blows and a dog barks And something's not quite right And a cry is sent up from this earth Into the silent sky
Beam it up beam it down across the world from town to town Most of the time when i'm walking the liune i'm looking at the ground
But everytime I hear thta whistle blowing Everytime I hear that old black crow Everytime I hear that whistle blowing I find myself a-shivering in my soul
Something about trains Something about love Something about this old earth And the way it looks tonight
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