Lonesome Whistle

歌詞

All eyes out on the railroad All eyes out on the sea All these means of travel, darling, mean nothing Once your soul has been set free So, hear that lonesome whistle blowing In the shadow of the sail The winds are high And the tides are flowing That highball's rolling down the rail Little red bird in the corner There's a black bird at the door. And, Lord, I know if he should ever cross over The blood would hit the floor. So, hear that lonesome whistle blowing Hear that engine cough and whine See those black sails meet horizon That ol' black bird knows it's time Hark and hear the angels humming Six white horses set to run My bones rattle 'tween their rumbling In the setting of the sun...