When I was a young boy, roaming on the railroad track
With copper pennies on the rail
Locomotive come and squash 'em flat
We'd run to fetch 'em back, we'd run to fetch 'em back
Summer nights at Grandma's house, cozy in my bed
Dreams of far off places and other lives to be led
Swirling in my head, swirling in my head
There's a train in the distance, there's a whistle calling
There's a train in the distance, silver moonlight falling
Now I am a grown man, turning in my sleep
Debts and obligations, family ties run deep
Promises to keep, promises to keep
But there's a train in the distance, there's a whistle calling
There's a train in the distance, there's a light rain falling
You can ride that train to the far end of creation
Away from everything and everyone you know
You'd better make friends with your angels and your demons
They will be riding with you wherever you may go
Ahh, but you have to go,
But there's a train in the distance, there's a whistle calling
There's a train in the distance, autumn leaves are falling