Lyrics Spirit of the West

Spirit of the West

Not Just A Train

I can strum a little, I can hold a chord

This ain't the gospel and I ain't the lord

I'm no holy roller, but for what it's worth

My freedom's a train ride to heaven on earth

It's not just a train

It's saying goodbye, saying hello

To where we have been, where we might go

It's what we have passed, what we might see

It's not just a train, it's freedom to me

Kids flattening pennies as the ironhorse rolls by

Between the trains I see an old man

Face full of smiles

Young woman crying as her lover leaves

Gun on his shoulder and stripes on his sleeve

It's not just a train

It's saying goodbye, saying hello

To where we have been, where we might go

It's what we have passed, what we might see

It's not just a train, it's freedom to me

Through a crack in the the slats a harvest moon shines

On Harper Lee's pages I turn to kill time

The car toads are waiting for me at the station

To give the bum's rush to a frost bitten bo

It's not just a train

It's saying goodbye, saying hello

To where we have been, where we might go

It's what we have passed, what we might see

It's not just a train, it's freedom to me