Lyrics
Here she comes rollin in right on time, yes she was prowd and full of fire
who watched from a distance
That moved the american dream, it was a devilish magic at best, oh the engine would fire the black smoke would rise
in a dusty one-house station
It was something of wonder that steel plated thunder, now the stockyards are empty, and the pulse that once beat thru this land
that moved the american dream
For the ragged cotton fields, thru the spray of the slick silver steam
Old man grady waves his lantern, in the eyes of the old ones
Were filled with excitement, the american dream Glen, from the kansas plains to the great sierra pine
here she comes rollin in right on time
oh the engine would fire the black smoke would rise
Here she comes, i can feel her she s runnin in my bloodline, it was something of wonder that steel plated thunder
Running in my bloodline, the steel rails are rusted
Running in my bloodline, it was something of wonder that steel plated thunder
Running in my bloodline, now the stockyards are empty
in the eyes of the old ones
As they dreamed of their house in the west, yes she was prowd and full of fire
As the leaves the hills behind her, as she road that silver wire, that moved the american dream
Here she comes rollin in my bloodline, as they dreamed of their house in the west Bloodline, the steel rails are rusted
oh the engine would fire the black smoke would rise
all on board i hear him cry
all on board i hear him cry
In a dusty one-house station, here she comes can t you hear her whistle whine, for the ragged cotton fields
Here she comes, oh the engine would fire the black smoke would rise
In a dusty one-house station, were filled with excitement Bloodline, were filled with excitement
Were filled with excitement, i can see the spark beneath the wheels, here she comes rollin in right on time
as they dreamed of their house in the west
Yes she was prowd and full of fire, thru the spray of the slick silver steam
Thru the spray of the slick silver steam, as the leaves the hills behind her
As the leaves the hills behind her, in a dusty one-house station, i can see the spark beneath the wheels
That moved the american dream, here she comes can t you hear the whistle whine Campbell, that moved the american dream
It was something of wonder that steel plated thunder, here she comes
all the children grow impatient
Were filled with excitement, it was something of wonder that steel plated thunder, all the children grow impatient
Thru the spray of the slick silver steam, now the stockyards are empty
The steel rails are rusted, but we long will remember, as she road that silver wire
The steel rails are rusted, now the stockyards are empty Glen, i can hear the sleepy whistle blowin
I can see the spark beneath the wheels, the american dream Campbell, oh the engine would fire the black smoke would rise
they belong to the wind and the sand
The steel and the timber, from the kansas plains to the great sierra pine, as the leaves the hills behind her