Wichita Skyline

Down at the train they go

To Independence everyday

Yeah, but anywhere else now

Seems like a million miles awayAnd I must have been high

To believe that I would ever leave

Now I'm just a flat fine line

Like the Wichita skylineI rode on the air stream

Across the great lonesome afternoon

And I wished hard enough to hurt

Drove fast enough to catch the moonAnd I must have been dreamin' again

'Cause there's nothin' around the bend

Except for that flat fine line

The Wichita skylineWell, as far as Salina

I can get that good station from Larue

And I'm searchin' the dial while

I'm scanning the sky for a patch of blueAnd I watch the black clouds roll in

Chasin' me back again

Back to the flat fine line

The Wichita skyline,

The Wichita skyline

The Wichita skyline