Frisco’s a full day from home when you can afford to fly
But it might as well be the moon, when you’re as broke as I
Here I sit with my head in my hands and watch the trains roll by
Lord, the helpin’ hand mission man warned me the nights here got cold

When you’re cold there’s nothin’ as welcome as sunshine
When you’re dry there’s nothin’ as welcome as rain
When you’re alone there’s nothin’ no slower than passin’ time
When you’re afoot, Lord there’s nothin’ as fast as a train

Now Frisco’s a mighty rich town and that ain’t no lie
Hell they got some buildings that reach a mile in the sky
And no one can even afford the time just to tell me why
Here’s a world full of people and so many people alone

When you’re alone you ain’t got much reason for livin’
Ah but while you’re alive well you just gotta live with your pain
Unless you’ve been wrong for so long there’s no one left forgivin’
And you find yourself searchin’ your past for the links to the chain