Well I run behind schedule
And the world is so sad
Don't I spare you my story
Of the feeble and bad
Rolling like a diesel train
Going down the track again
Well I'm pulling my box cars
I don't need to belong
Shining rails that I travel
Blowing lonesome and long
Rolling like a diesel train
Going down the track again
People stood in the fields and waved as the engines roared by
Now developments march over valley and hillside
Now we run past the graveyard
Bowing cypress and palm
Along freeways to the prisons
I have done you no wrong
Rolling like a diesel train
Going down the track again
Train
Train