Fairground Saints - Church lyrics

[Verse:] If there's one thing I know is that there ain't no golden California And my back is broke from this, how things go, I'm waiting for ya Train tracks went through the woods, filled up with foreign goods Steam whistle in my ear, confront my biggest fear Our church is gonna change, in there is no water, dry Across the open range, gonna hear that someone crime But there's one thing I know, is that we dug too deep in California When you hear the songs with some words, American song We throttle hollow ground, good Lord don't make a sound Snowdrop now in the gland, in the [?] The train is gonna go, it's gonna bring that city steal Rumbling that you can hear, from down this crooked hill Our church is gonna change, our church is gonna change The flag was flying on fire, my Bible burnt to the ground If you hook your train up on wire, you think you're safe and sound But the church is gonna, across the open range You hear the silliest cry, the train is gonna go bring that city steal Brother you can run, from the man that runs drunken deep Yeah the church is gonna change [x5]