Bein' six years old, I had seen some trains before So it's hard to figure out what I'm at the depot for Trains are big and black and smokin', steam screamin' at the wheels Bigger than anything there is, at least that's the way she feels
Trains are big and black and smokin', louder'n July four But everybody's actin' like this might be somethin' more Than just pickin' up the mail, or the soldiers from the war This is somethin' that even old man Wileman never seen before
And it's late afternoon on a hot Texas day And somethin' strange is goin' on, and we's all in the way
Well there's fifty or sixty people, just sittin' on their cars And the old men left their dominoes and come down from the bars And everybody's checkin', old Jack Kittrel check his watch And us kids put our ears to the rails to hear 'em pop.
So we already knowed it, when they finally said "train time" You'd a-thought that Jesus Christ his-self was rollin' down the line 'Cause things got real quiet, mama jerked me back But not before I'd got the chance to lay a nickel on the track
Look out, here she comes, she's comin' Look out, there she goes, she's gone Screamin' straight through Texas like a mad dog cyclone Big and red and silver, she don't make no smoke She's a fast-rollin' streamline, come to show the folks
I said, look out, here she comes, she's comin' Look out, there she goes, she's gone Screamin' straight through Texas like a mad dog cyclone
Lord, she never even stopped
But she left fifty, sixty people still sittin' on their cars Wonderin' what it's comin' to and how it got this far But me, I got a nickel smashed flatter than a dime By a mad dog, runaway red-silver streamline train
Look out, here she comes, she's comin' Look out, there she goes, she's gone Screamin' straight through Texas like a mad dog cyclone Big and red and silver, she don't make no smoke She's a fast-rollin' streamline, come to show the folks
I said, look out, here she comes, she's comin' Look out, there she goes, she's gone Screamin' straight through Texas like a mad dog cyclone Look out, here she comes, she's comin' Look out, there she goes, she's gone Screamin' straight through Texas like a mad dog cyclone Look out, here she comes, she's comin' Look out, there she goes, she's gone Screamin' straight through Texas like a mad dog cycloneTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
