Steve Earle - Texas 1947 lyrics
[Steve Earle - Texas 1947 lyrics]
Being six years old
I had seen some trains before
So it wasn't hard to figure out
What I'm at the depot for
Trains are big and black and smoking steam
Screaming at the wheels
And bigger than anything they is
At least that's the way she feels
Trains are big and black and smoking
Louder than July Four
But everybody's actin' like this
Might be somethin' more
Than just picking up the mail
Or soldiers from the war
This is something even Old Man
Wyman never seen before
It's late afternoon on a hot Texas day
Something strange is going on
We was all in the way
Well there's fifty or sixty people
Sittin' on their cars
The old men left their dominos and
They come down from the bars
And everybody's checking old Jack
Kittrel check his watch
Us kids put our ears to the
Rails to hear 'em pop
So we already knowed it
When they finally said, "Train time"
You'd a-thought that Jesus Christ hisself
Was rolling down the line
Because things got real quiet
Momma jerked me back
But not before I'd got the chance to
Lay a nickel on the track
Look out, here she comes, she's coming
Stand back, there she goes, she's gone
Screaming straight through Texas
Like a mad dog cyclone
She's big and red and silver
She don't make no smoke
She's a fast-rollin' streamline
Come to show the folks
Look out, here she comes, she's coming
Stand back, there she goes, she's gone
Screaming straight through Texas
Like a mad dog cyclone
She never even stopped she left fifty
Sixty people sitting on their cars
Wondering what it's coming to and
How it got this far oh, but me
I got a nickel smashed flatter than a dime
By a mad dog, runaway
Red-silver streamline train
Look out, here she comes, she's coming
Stand back, there she goes, she's gone
Screaming straight through Texas
Like a mad dog cyclone
She's big and red and silver
She don't make no smoke
She's a fast-rollin' streamline
Come to show the folks
Look out, here she comes, she's coming
Stand back, there she goes, she's gone
Screaming straight through Texas
Like a mad dog cyclone
Look out, here she comes, she's coming
Stand back, there she goes, she's gone
Screaming straight through Texas
Like a mad dog cyclone
I had seen some trains before
So it wasn't hard to figure out
What I'm at the depot for
Trains are big and black and smoking steam
Screaming at the wheels
And bigger than anything they is
At least that's the way she feels
Trains are big and black and smoking
Louder than July Four
But everybody's actin' like this
Might be somethin' more
Than just picking up the mail
Or soldiers from the war
This is something even Old Man
Wyman never seen before
It's late afternoon on a hot Texas day
Something strange is going on
We was all in the way
Well there's fifty or sixty people
Sittin' on their cars
The old men left their dominos and
They come down from the bars
And everybody's checking old Jack
Kittrel check his watch
Us kids put our ears to the
Rails to hear 'em pop
So we already knowed it
When they finally said, "Train time"
You'd a-thought that Jesus Christ hisself
Was rolling down the line
Because things got real quiet
Momma jerked me back
But not before I'd got the chance to
Lay a nickel on the track
Look out, here she comes, she's coming
Stand back, there she goes, she's gone
Screaming straight through Texas
Like a mad dog cyclone
She's big and red and silver
She don't make no smoke
She's a fast-rollin' streamline
Come to show the folks
Look out, here she comes, she's coming
Stand back, there she goes, she's gone
Screaming straight through Texas
Like a mad dog cyclone
She never even stopped she left fifty
Sixty people sitting on their cars
Wondering what it's coming to and
How it got this far oh, but me
I got a nickel smashed flatter than a dime
By a mad dog, runaway
Red-silver streamline train
Look out, here she comes, she's coming
Stand back, there she goes, she's gone
Screaming straight through Texas
Like a mad dog cyclone
She's big and red and silver
She don't make no smoke
She's a fast-rollin' streamline
Come to show the folks
Look out, here she comes, she's coming
Stand back, there she goes, she's gone
Screaming straight through Texas
Like a mad dog cyclone
Look out, here she comes, she's coming
Stand back, there she goes, she's gone
Screaming straight through Texas
Like a mad dog cyclone