Through the Window of a Train Everybody drives the same old roads these days Daddy was a brakeman on the L&N A different story down every line Then we started back the way we came I don't expect you all to understand Birmingham to Jackson, hear the whistle call |
Through the Window of a Train Everybody drives the same old roads these days Daddy was a brakeman on the L&N A different story down every line Then we started back the way we came I don't expect you all to understand Birmingham to Jackson, hear the whistle call |