Can you hear it cross the valley?
Can you hear that mournful sound?
I'm riding rails of silver
Going to where I'm bound
High above the fields of clover
On a lazy, hot July
When I get to where I'm going
I'll hold my head up high
I will roll across these mountains
I will take the last train out
Riding rails of silver
Going to where I'm bound
Roses, dust and ashes
Throw them where I lay
And if by chance you see me
There'll be no sorrow on my face
For I will see the beauty
I only wish that you could see
I'll leave my body weakened
I'll leave my soul to wander free, so free
So if you should see a diamond
Fall down from the sky, it's just a teardrop
From the corner of my eye
As goodbye as I fly, to where I'm bound