STEAM

You should have seen the steam
Rising from the ground
Welcome to the sound of disarray
Transatlantic line
Making up lost time
Must have hit a dime
On the tracks that day

We never saw it comin’
We had our blinders on
I heard a mighty crack
Then we jumped the track
And the deed was done

You should have seen the crowd
Standing on the side
I hope nobody cried for me that day
‘Cause heaven may be high
But they’ve got apple pie
And fifty different kinds of lemonade

Somebody called the sheriff
When they heard the sound
But he was playing bridge
Up on rooster ridge
When the thing went down

Bridge
All I ask is that you bury me
In the finest suit that you can find
And get some chorus girls to carry me
To the church
If the preacher doesn’t mind

(Instrumental verse—“a” section only)

(bridge)
(repeat verse 1)
Outro
You should have seen the steam (x4)

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