Tytuł: Southern Pacific

• Wykonawca: Neil Young
• Wyświetleń: 275

Down the mountainside
  To the coastline
  Past the angry tide
  The mighty diesel whines.
  
  And the tunnel comes
  And the tunnel goes
  Round another bend
  The giant drivers roll.
  
  I rode the Highball
  I fired the Daylight
  When I turned sixty-five
  I couldn't see right.
  
  It was Mr. Jones,
  We've got to let you go
  It's company policy
  You've got a pension though.
  
  Roll on, Southern Pacific
  On your silver rails
  On your silver rails
  Roll on, Southern Pacific
  On your silver rails
  Through the moonlight.
  
  I put in my time
  I put in my time
  Now I'm left to roll
  Down the long decline.
  
  I ain't no brake man
  Ain't no conductor
  But I would be though
  If I was younger.
  
  Roll on, Southern Pacific
  On your silver rails
  On your silver rails
  Roll on, Southern Pacific
  Roll on, on your silver rails.