Raising Steam

Intro        Over high plains through the snow roll those tracks out don’t you know   I’m raising steam.   Thin vein creeping; hot blood flow...   spill a little where the new towns grow.   I’ve got my whole life hanging in a sack   heading out into that wide world wide.   You got your locomotive sitting on your track   and I don’t care which way I ride.   I may not be coming back.   same   Left a lady with a heart   all in pieces come apart   raising steam.   That engine up front must   have a heart big enough for the both of us.   Riding shotgun on the sunset stare it in the eye   rocking on my heels out to the west.   Funny how the whole world historically   feels the urge to chase the sun to rest.   We may not be coming back.   lead solo        same   Let me be your engineer...   have you smiling ear to ear   raising steam.   And will you tell me how it feels   when you’re up and rolling on your driving wheels?   I got my whole life hanging in a sack   heading out into that wide world wide.   I’ll be your locomotive blowing off its stack   and I don’t care which way I ride.   I may not be coming back.   Raising steam.   END