Well I boarded my first train in Oklahoma City
Riding high on the southbound coach
I'm in the dining car with my Fender guitar
Cool country-western approach
As I drove by the stock yard
I can hear that Santa Fe song
This time when I'm leaving Oklahoma
Feels like I'm leaving home

Rock me roll me
Mama won't you hold me
Won't you carry me away down south
On a silver track
Hallelujah
I'm comin to ya
Hell when we ride the train that's gonna bring us back
It's gonna us back
Lord, it's gonna bring us back

Hell, as I roll through the countryside
I write down everything I feel
Wondering when I'm gonna get back
Will my horses ever feel
Well the countryside it's disappearing fast
In it's place is a plain yellow cab
I bet the country people
Feel like the Sioux when they first saw that railroad track
Rock me, roll me…...