Concrete Cowboys: MUSIC

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Literally written while waiting for a very long train to pass in SE Portland. I was on the way home from band rehearsal and really didn't want to be stuck. Turned out to be a good thing.
Another "running away" song, though more in the romantic mode of younger years. However, I did want to leave it up to the listener whether the guy ever gets on the train or not.
Chad did another great job singing this, and both the fiddle solos and Al's guitar solo were done in one take.
-T.D.

The longest train I’ve ever seen come rollin’ through this town

Is passin’ by me slow enough that I could just climb down

From this truck, under the gates and swing up through the doors

Of an open boxcar, settle in on a blanket on the floor


Chorus:

And I don’t know what is waiting when that train runs out of track

But here’s my chance to change my luck

No room for doubt, no time to pack

‘Cause who knows when that train is coming back


The longest train I’ve ever seen is calling me to ride

With names of distant cities and graffiti on the side

Places I have never been are scattered down the line

Stories I might live to tell and lives I wish were mine


Repeat Chorus


Bridge:

And now those gates are rising up, with bells and flashing lights

As the longest train I’ve ever seen slowly fades out of sight


Repeat Chorus