Bob Dylan
Train A-Travelin
There’s an iron train, there's an iron train a-travelin that’s been a-rollin through the years
With a firebox of hatred and a furnace full of fears
If you ever heard its sound or seen its blood-red broken frame
Then you know my voice a-singin and you heard my name
Did you ever stop to wonder bout the hatred that it holds?
Did you ever see its passengers, its crazy mixed-up souls?
Did you ever start a-thinkin’ that you gotta stop that train?
Then you know my voice a-singin and you heard my name
Have you ever had it on your lips or said it in your head
That the person standin next to you just might be misled?
Have you ever looked around and been confused with what you've seen?
Then you’ve heard my voice a-singin and you know my name