your whistle blows out to me
echoing so hauntingly
solitary travels on a single path you roam
where your engine rests
is your temporary home
texas night train
i can hear you, hear you calling
at times i swear
i can hear my name
callin to me for some company
hear it blow my texas night train
such a burden that you carry
all that weight from town to town
not lookin back once
never backin down
as tough however you appear
your cry blows your disguise
for your whistle is loud and lonely
enough to pierce the midnight skies
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