Over high plains, through the snow   Roll those tracks out, don't you know, I'm raising steam   Thin vein creeping, hot blood flow   Spill a little where the new towns grow      I got my whole life hanging in a sack   Heading out into that wide world wide   You got your locomotive sitting on your track   And I don't care which way I ride   I may not be coming back      Left a lady with a heart   All in pieces come apart, raising steam   That engine up front   Must have a heart big enough for the both of us      Riding shotgun on the sunset, stare it in the eye   Rocking on my heels out to the west   Funny how the whole world, historically   Feels the urge to chase the sun to rest   We may not be coming back      Let me be your engineer   Have you smiling ear to ear, raising steam   And will you tell me how it feels   When you're up and rolling on your driving wheels?      I got my whole life hanging in a sack   Heading out into that wide world wide   I'll be your locomotive blowing off its stack   And I don't care which way I ride   I may not be coming back      Raising steam, raising steam   Raising steam, I'm raising steam   Raising steam, raising steam   Raising steam, raising steam