A soldier rides on a train to Tennessee
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And half asleep he dreams it isn't a dream
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With each flick of the wheels a new face goes by
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With each face he loves he turns and sighs
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And he's headed home
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Yes, yes, he's headed home
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Tryin' to find his life again
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'Cause he wonders what's become of him
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Three rows back a young woman looks out the train
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Her eyes reveal that her life is desperately plain
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She's a woman who's seen this world and not touched one man
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She knows she could if she would but she can't
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And she's goin' home
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Yes, yes, goin' home
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Back where life begins and ends
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And they feel that you belong to them
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That train's just movin' on down the line
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Leavin' people who ever did fall behind
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And you wanna begin somewhere
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But you'll always take a chance out there
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So you go down the line
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Down the line . . .
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I sit half drunk in the dining car and I observe life
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I got him pegged and I'm pretty sure I got her right
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When you've been as far as I have you just know these things
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That's the reason it's sad they drank those drinks
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'Cause I got no home
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No, no, I need no home
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Nothing to bring pain again
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It's great just livin' on the wind
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But the woman is met by her husband there at the station
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And two stops later the soldier's girl is still waitin'
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I simply accept the fact they're just lucky, that's all
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But the fact is I don't believe they pulled it off!
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And I can't go on
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No, no, I can't go on
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Making everything I see
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Fit the way life was for me
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That train's just movin' on down the line
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Leavin' people who ever did fall behind
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And I wanna begin somewhere
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But for me there's nothing true out there
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So I go down the line
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Down the line . . . go on down the line . . . go on down the line . . .
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Some Go Home
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| Jerry Jeff Walker |
