"Raised By The Railroad Line" lyrics - CHRIS LEDOUX

The clickety sound of the southbound freight
And the high-speed hum of a passenger train
Becomes a part of the soul and the heart and the mind
Of a boy that's raised by the railroad line

The sound of a whistle at the crossin' road
And the tanks and the trucks
And the tractors on the flatcar load
Becomes a part of the soul and the heart and the mind
Of the boy that's raised by the railroad line

And the big round penny that you lay on the rails and the wheels mash flat
And a glimpse of the faces of the ladies and the men in the engineer's hat

And the brakeman waves from the red caboose
He's a part of the past that never quite turns loose
He's a part of the soul and the heart and the mind
Of the boy that's raised by the railroad line

And the big round penny that you lay on the rails and the wheels mash flat
And a glimpse of the faces of the ladies and the men in the engineer's hat

And the brakeman waves from the red caboose
He's a part of the past that never quite turns loose
He's a part of the soul and the heart and the mind
Of the boy that's raised by the railroad line

The clickety sound of the southbound freight
And the high-speed hum of a passenger train
Becomes a part of the soul and the heart and the mind
Of the boy that's raised by the railroad line