Song Description

contrast between simple life in rural poverty and big city / story of life-soul struggle.

Lyrics

Well, I was born south of the river on the wrong side of the railroad tracks
We were all dirt poor and hungry, barely kept a shirt on our backs
I used to lay awake and shiver next to my kin?folk in the winter chill
Listenin? for that midnight rumble to come roarin? down the hill

Thought it was a jet plane, but it was just an ol? train
Windin' its way down through history
Thought I heard a voice say, "better call the right name
Hop on board for eternity?

Now here in LA, on the busy freeway, I?m tryin? my best just to survive
Stuck in the slow lane of a fast-pace city game, Lord I'm lucky to be alive
In the heat of the day out on the truck bay, between unloadin? them whiskey boxes
Someone swears, ?there must be more to life than death and taxes"

Thought it was a jet plane, but it was just an ol? train
Windin' its way down through history
Thought I heard a voice say, ?better call the right name
Hop on board for eternity"

Maybe tomorrow, I?ll see what I can borrow, head on back where I was raised
In black earth country where life?s slow an? easy and a new dawn?s somethin? to be praised
Guess what we believe or refuse to believe, what?s true, in fact remains the same
Win or lose, we all get to choose and in the end there?ll be no one else left to blame

Thought it was a jet plane, but it was just an ol? train
Windin' its way down through history
Thought I heard a voice say, ?better call the right name
Hop on board for eternity"

Hear what the voice says, call ?Jesus?
Hop on board for eternity