Lyrics:
gonna miss her smile, yeah
She'll be travelin' all alone
That last long mile by herself
They're sighin' and they're cryin'
With all their trouble
I received a call around 3:33
They said that many get the call, but few are RARE like me
They hung up and then something very strange caught my eye
I
He's gone two thousand miles
Is very far
The snow is falling down
Gets colder day by day
I miss you
The children were singing
He'll be back
your native son
I'm the train they call the city of New Orleans
And I'll be gone five hundred miles when the day is done
Dealin' card games with
Through the miles and miles of space
Chorus
I can feel the power of a million lights
When I see your eyes burn bright
I can see the sparks of a million
America to me
The place I work in
The worker by my side
The little town the city
Where my people lived and died
The howdy and the handshake
the valley
In and around the lake
Mountains come out of the sky and they stand there
One mile over we'll be there and we'll see you
Ten true summers
America to me
The place I work in
The worker by my side
The little town the city
Where my people lived and died
The howdy and the handshake
I'm never gonna leave your life
Even at the times I'm miles away
You are always on my mind
Forever and now, I will be by your side
I know it can
loved that actress
Hearts touched by frost, we fought
In the land of the midnight sun
I lost myself
I lost myself
I walk 300 miles
Just to bring,
You didn’t read this page
you didn’t play by the rules of a game no more
And I couldn’t know your pain
I wouldn’t have done those things if I
What a sight for my eyes
To see you in sleep.
Could it stop the sun rise
Hearing you weep?
You're not seen, you're not heard
But I stand by my
Alright
Lately, I've been feelin'
Like I'm suffocating
I've been lookin' out for a new way to breath
Day-by day, so sick of frontin' on 'em
Know
I said all the dead head miles
And the insincere smiles
Sometimes I can laugh and cry
And I can't remember why
But I still love those good times
The kitchen sink was blocked
The bathroom sink not there at all
Ooh, it's a mess alright
Yes, it's mile end
And now we're living in the sky
I never
bit more with every mile.
Oh what a freedom racing the wind,
Dying to know what's around the next bend,
And smiling as I watch the years roll by.
I'm
two, three, four
by the ranks or single file
over every jungle mile
oh we stamp and crush
through the underbrush
[Junior:]in the miritally style
in
Did it seem to disappoint you, living alone?
By the banks of your dilemma, out of control
No one seems to give the answers
That you wanna hear
What
your native son?
I'm the train they call the City of New Orleans
I'll be gone 500 miles when the day is done
Dealing cards with the old men in
line staring at me
Oklahoma city's just a m-m-m-m-memory
Forth Worth, Dallas, I roll on by
Waco Texas less than 50 miles
Clear the roads, I'm
My love is in league with the freeway
Its passion will rise as the cities fly by
And the tail lights dissolve in the coming of night
on the throttle
Scalded to death by the steam
It's a mighty rough road from Lynchburg to Danville
With a line on a three mile grade
It was on this grade that he
They say, "give yourself a chance son, don't let life pass you by".
But the world of reality is a rat race where only the strongest survive,
It's a dog
Don't sing love songs, you'll wake my mother.
She's sleeping here right by my side
And in her right hand a silver dagger,
She says that I can't be
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