(daryl burgess/tom britt)



Can you hear it cross the valley

Can you hear that mournful sound

I'm riding rails of silver

Going to where i'm bound



High above the fields of clover

On a lazy, hot july

When i get to where i'm going

I'll hold my head up high

I will roll across these mountains

I will take the last train out

Riding rails of silver

Going to where i'm bound



Roses, dust and ashes

Throw them where i lay

And if by chance you see me

There'll be no sorrow on my face



For i will see the beauty

I only wish that you could see

I'll leave my body weakened

I'll leave my soul to wander free, so free



So if you should see a diamond

Fall down from the sky

Its just a teardrop

From the corner of my eye

As good-bye, as i fly

To where i'm bound


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