And I'd ride the Silver Eagle to
the last town on the line,
Railroad ties are not my friend
Just watch the troubled countryside
Silver Eagle, hold me, guide me,
roll me homeward from today.
And I'd ride the Silver Eagle to
the last town on the line,
Railroad ties are not my friend
countryside gently fall away,
Silver Eagle, hold me, guide me,
roll me homeward from today.
Freedom's only station to station,
A paper suitcase on the track of time.
Ain't hard to tell a hard luck situation,
Ain't hard to tell a homeless
country poet out of rhyme.
I'm gonna ride the Silver Eagle
to the last town on the line,
There's nothing to remember if
there's nothing to remind.
From the gentle Texas sunshine
Ain't no one here to hold you, boy,
when the good Lord lets you go.
