Well I boarded my first train in Oklahoma City Riding high on the southbound coach I'm in the dining car with my Fender guitar Cool country-western approach As I drove by the stock yard I can hear that Santa Fe song This time when I'm leaving Oklahoma Feels like I'm leaving home Rock me roll me Mama won't you hold me Won't you carry me away down south On a silver track Hallelujah I'm comin to ya Hell when we ride the train that's gonna bring us back It's gonna us back Lord, it's gonna bring us back Hell, as I roll through the countryside I write down everything I feel Wondering when I'm gonna get back Will my horses ever feel Well the countryside it's disappearing fast In it's place is a plain yellow cab I bet the country people Feel like the Sioux when they first saw that railroad track Rock me, roll me…...