Texas-1947

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 in July 4th

But everybody's actin' like this might be something more

Than just pickin' up the mail or the soldiers from the war

Somethin' even old man Wileman's never seen before

And it's late afternoon on a hot Texas day

Somethin' strange was goin' on and we saw it all in the way

There were 50 or 60 people just sittin' on their cars

And the ole men left their domioes and come down from the bars

And everybody's checkin', old Jack Kittrell checks 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 have thought that Judgement Day was rollin' down the line

'Cause things got real quiet and mama jerked me back

But not before I 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 lay 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

She left 50 or 60 people still sittin' on their cars

Wonderin' what it's comin' to and how it got this far

And 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 lay 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