Caveat (To the Coming)

I went down to the station, just to take a ride

I went down to the station, just to take a ride

Found myself on a flatcar, yesterday behind

Pullin' out from the platform, there was no brass band

I pulled out from the platform, nobody raised a hand

And there were no tears of regret from my runaway train

Train, train, train, train

Got no sand in my pocket, you know I ain't tied down

Ain't no sand in my pocket, never do sit down

I'm just a cross-tie walker, where the freight trains run

Run, run, run, run

If you see me acomin', don't you waste my time

If you see me acomin', don't you waste my time

'Cause there's more miles between us than the Santa Fe line

Run, run, run, run