These are the words
That cry out of me in the night
Like a buffalo herd
From a shotgun blast scattered in flight
I got a one track mind
Going down a one train line
Living on dreams half the time
Going west
I gotta pick up speed
Just to get what I need
The end of the line guaranteed
Your love is my rest
The coal catches fire
Im down the wire in a flash
That big old smoke stack
Is belching out black smoke and ash
So sad to think of
Hurting the one you love
But surely thats what leaving does
Youd know best
I gotta pick up speed
Just to get what I need
The end of the line guaranteed
Your love is my rest
Your love is my rest
We pass through the land
Of custers last stand
And I grin
So this is where old yellow hairs
Ghost dance begins
I got the blood on my hands
Cant even live where I stand
Im just a traveling man
Cursed or blessed
I gotta pick up speed
Just to get what I need
The end of the line guaranteed
Your love is my rest
Your love is my rest
Your love is my rest