Bein' six years old I had seen some trains before So it's hard to figure out what I'm at the depot for Things're big and black and smokin' steam screamin' at the wheels Bigger'n anything there is last that's the way she feels Trains're big and black and smokin' louder'n July 4th But everybody's actin' like this might be something more Than just pickin' up the mail or the soldiers from the war Somethin' even old man Wileman's never seen before And it's late afternoon on a hot Texas day Somethin' strange was goin' on and we's all in the way There are 50 or 60 people just sittin' on their cars And the ole men left their domioes and come down from the bars And everybody's checkin' old Jack Kittrell checks his watch And us kids put our ears to the rails to hear 'em pop So we already knowed it when they finally said train time You'd've thought that Judgement Day was rollin' down the line Cause things got real quiet and mama jerked me back But not vbefore I get the chance to lay a nickel on the track
Look out here she comes she's comin' look out there she goes she's gone Screamin' straight through Texas like a mad dog cyclone Big and red and silver she don't lay no smoke She's a fast rollin' streamline come to show the folks I said look out here she comes she's comin' look out there she goes she's gone Screamin' straight through Texas like a mad dog cyclone [ guitar ] Lord she never even stopped She left 50 or 60 people still sittin' on their cars Wonderin' what it's comin' to and how it got this far And me I got a nickel smashed flatter than a dime By a mad dog runaway red silver streamline train
Look out here she comes... Look out here she comes...
