Wednesday, May 06, 2009

When My Train Comes In
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We stand at the station
We buckle our shoes
With heavyset shoulders
We sing the gunny sack blues

Watching for a light
Listenin' for a whistle
I'm wetting my pen
For my final epistle

Horses at the trough
Neigh in the heat
The gravel and sand dance
around my blistered feet

I'm just one of many
Waiting for my train
Gettin' ready to ride
And cut loose of the pain

Everyone's a watcher
Staring down the tracks
Carrying the weight
Of a billion mule packs

But the train don't go sideways
The train rolls straight
Cuttin' like a hot knife
Through sadness and hate

It comes for me
And it comes for you
When my train comes in
I'll know what to do

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