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 a heart and the mind 

Of a boy who'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 a heart and the mind 

Of a boy who'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 picture of the men in the engineer's hat 

And the brakeman waves from the red caboose 

He's a part of the past, never quite turns loose 

It's a part of the soul and a heart and the mind 

Of a boy who'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 picture of the men in the engineer's hat 

And the brakeman waves from the red caboose 

He's a part of the past, never quite turns loose 

It's a part of the soul and a heart and the mind 

Of a boy who'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 a heart and the mind 

Of a boy who's raised by the railroad line