Lyrics

Empty Miles by Matthew J Cloutier

Iron rail, headin' towards the evenin'
Torn, tweed suitcase and troubled breathin'
As the crow flies, she'll be there
Prairie wind comb my hair and I...

Fear the way you own me...

Rollin' through a one horse town near Wheaton
And this boxcars' takin' such a beatin'
Soon the fadin' day grows cold
And the night comes in to hold me and I...

Fear the way you own me...

Danger at the crossing, a mile in my shoes
led me to nothing left to lose...

Old brown river, somewhere more forgivin'
Muddy sandbas, guardsmen, and an eastwind
Hand in hand with old moon beam and a
bottle of the same and I...

Fear the way you own me...

Danger on the trestle, miles in my shoes
Led me to nothing left to lose....

Fear the way you own me...