Frisco's a mile long away   You can afford to fly   But it might as well be the moon   Lord, when you're as broke as I      Here I sit with my head in my hands   Watching the trains roll by   Lord, the Helping Hand Mission man warned me   That the nights here got cold      When you're cold, there's nothing as welcome as sunshine   When you're dry, there's nothing as welcome as rain   When you're alone, there's nothing as slow as passin' time   When you're afoot, Lord, there's nothing as fast as a train      Old Frisco's a mighty rich city   Now that ain't no lie   Well, they have some buildings   That reach nearly a mile in the sky      Everyone's so busy, they can't tell me the reason why   Here's a world full of people so damn many people alone   When you're alone life just don't seem worth living   While you're alive gotta learn to live with the pain.      You've been grown for so long   There's no one left who'll forgive   You find yourself searching your mind   For the links to the chain      When you're cold, there's nothing as welcome as sunshine   When you're dry, there's nothing as welcome as rain   When you're alone, there's nothing as slow as passin' time   When you're afoot, Lord, there's nothing as fast as a train