Thank you.Thank you.Thank you.When the steam from the slow train risesI'm gonna see you in the wallThere's a slow train comingComing on that lineSmokestacks and bottled lightningThere's a slow train comingThere's a dropper on the lineI'm hoping on my pretty mamaHoping on my little girlCause when the steam from the slow train risesI'm gonna see you in the wallThere's a slow train comingComing on that lineSmokestacks and bottled lightningThere's a slow train comingTo march us home from warWith my leather boots in my handSure you can't take it no moreAnd cry for her when her soul is deadCry for you just the sameCause when the steam from the snow train risesI'm gonna crawl through just the sameHere we go!Here we go!Here we go!I hope you don't mind, pretty mamaI hope you don't mind if the coldCause when the steam from the snow train risesOh, it's time for me to get on boardThank you!