Yeah.
Mm-hmm.
Hear
that whistle?
That ain't waiting on nobody.
Shh.
It
ain't waiting on no rails still shining.
Still I'm low like you know my mind.
Hear that whistle?
Cut the dawn.
Another town,
another gone.
Coat heel dust,
pocket thin.
But that train don't care where you've been.
Winter road,
you better move or get left standing with the same old truth.
Yellow dog hunt,
we'll scream loud.
Smoke curl thick like a hanging cloud.
Ain't no break for broken plan.
That train gon' roll like it always can.
Saw my shadow by the track last night.
Looked like me, but didn't fight.
Some men stay,
some men ride.
Some men wave as the dream go by.
I bet both.
Freight car shake,
groundhog back.
Every mile feel another lay.
Ain't no promise,
ain't that still?
Just motion telling you what's real.
Yellow dog running,
don't call my name.
Just burn the dark like a restless flame.
If I jump,
I jump clean.
If I don't, I stay what I've been.
Mama say, boy, don't chase that sound.
But the road keep pulling me down.
You want to hear it?
Some hearts beat where they lay.
They lay.
Some hearts move when they hear steel play.
Yellow dog run,
night feel wide.
River of iron by my side.
When tomorrow don't make no sense,
I trust that train more than fence.
That train don't judge you.
It just leaves.