These are the words
That cry out of me in the night
Like a buffalo herd
From a shotgun blast scattered in flightI got a one track mind
Going down a one train line
Living on dreams half the time
Going westI gotta pick up speed
Just to get what I need
The end of the line guaranteed
Your love is my restThe coal catches fire
And I'm down the wire in a flash
That big old smoke stack
Is belching out black smoke and ashSo sad to think of
Hurting the one you love
But surely that's what leaving does
You'd know bestI gotta pick up speed
Just to get what I need
The end of the line guaranteed
Your love is my rest
Your love is my restI stand in the land
Of Custer's last stand and I grin
So this is where
Old yellow-hair's ghost-dance beginsI got the blood on my hands
Can't even live where I stand
But I'm just a traveling man
Cursed or blessedI gotta pick up speed
Just to get what I need
The end of the line guaranteed
Your love is my restI gotta pick up speed
Just to get what I need
The end of the line guaranteed
Your love is my rest
Your love is my rest
Your love is my rest