Oh, how railroads changed the times.
Oh, how the railroads have brought me to realise,
That when all is lost and gone,
And I can’t keep moving on,
I don’t have to,
‘Cause that train’s gonna bring me home.
Oh, how the trees seem to grow,
As that old train moves through the country I’ve come to know.
That’s when I keep holding on,
‘Cause nothing’s ever gone,
It roots deeper,
And just stands taller, like those trees.
I’m not alone,
There are so many people,
With all their places to go,
And nobody sees the things that run through my mind,
So who’s the know I sit here all the time.
Oh, how bridges keep us from giving up.
Where there were bodies of water filled right up
We could’ve went our separate ways,
And never met any other day,
But a bridge keeps us connected over the tides.
I’m not alone,
There are so many people,
With all their places to go,
And nobody sees the things that run through my mind,
So who’s the know I sit here all the time.
Oh, how railroads changed the times.
Oh, how the railroads have brought me to realise,
That when all is lost and gone,
And I can’t keep moving on,
I don’t have to,
‘Cause that train’s gonna bring me home.
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