intro
Oh yeah, oh, no, the train, the train
Every two or three years the train kill somebody
Every two or three years, yeah
Everybody knows about the train, okay?
You... I, I think the train is a way to find your way out of this life
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A couple of kids got hit by a Union Pacific train
Carrying sheet metal and household appliances
They were planning on getting married after graduation
Had a little baby girl, trouble came and shut it down
Things like that ain't supposed to happen
verse
When we first heard opioid stories
They were always in whispering tones
Now banners of sorrow mark the front steps of childhood homes
Parents wept through daddy's girl eulogies
And merit badge milestones with their daughters and sons
Laying there lifeless in their suits and gowns
Somebody's been keepin' secrets
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Now whenever I'm near the town
I'll find some reason to give
And I will walk with the dead and the living where I used to live
And every time I see my parents in the prime of their lives
Offering their son the kind of love he could never put down
Part of me is still that stainless kid, lucky