Lyrics

I can strum a little, i can hold a chord This ain't the gospel and i ain't the lord I'm no holy roller, but for what it's worth My freedom's a train ride to heaven on earth It's not just a train It's saying goodbye, saying hello To where we have been, where we might go It's what we have passed, what we might see It's not just a train, it's freedom to me Kids flattening pennies as the ironhorse rolls by Between the trains i see an old man Face full of smiles Young woman crying as her lover leaves Gun on his shoulder and stripes on his sleeve It's not just a train It's saying goodbye, saying hello To where we have been, where we might go It's what we have passed, what we might see It's not just a train, it's freedom to me Through a crack in the the slats a harvest moon shines On Harper Lee's pages i turn to kill time The car toads are waiting for me at the station To give the bum's rush to a frost bitten bo It's not just a train It's saying goodbye, saying hello To where we have been, where we might go People we have passed, people we might see It's not just a train, it's freedom to me