These are the words That cry out of me in the night Like a buffalo herd From a shotgun blast scattered in flight I got a one track mind Going down a one train line Living on dreams half the time Going west
I gotta pick up speed Just to get what I need The end of the line guaranteed Your love is my rest
The coal catches fire I'm down the wire in a flash That big old smoke stack Is belching out black smoke and ash So sad to think of Hurting the one you love But surely that's what leaving does You'd know best
I gotta pick up speed Just to get what I need The end of the line guaranteed Your love is my rest Your love is my rest
We pass through the land Of custer's last stand And I grin So this is where old yellow hair's Ghost dance begins I got the blood on my hands Can't even live where I stand I'm just a traveling man Cursed or blessed
I gotta pick up speed Just to get what I need The end of the line guaranteed Your love is my rest Your love is my rest Your love is my rest
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