Well I say some men they like to ride that train. I like it better that train ride me. That way I can take my baby's love from sea to sea. On this moonlit night out on U.S 82.
Well, what is the pain when the pain won't show. Poor Richard shoutin' out "Go man, go". Hi, ho, silver-o, take me away. On the arms of sweet dreams I'll never find my way.
Let go this ribbon of darkness now. And like a drunk I'll go fall, laughing down. You could tell me I'm no different. But I hear the full moon call my name.