[00:12.94]See the sky about to rain, broken clouds and rain.
[00:25.04]Locomotive, pull the train, whistle blowing through my brain.
[00:37.03]Signals curling on an open plain, rolling down the track again.
[00:48.73]See the sky about to rain.
[01:11.49]Some are bound for happiness, some are bound to glory
[01:23.21]Some are bound to live with less, who can tell your story?
[01:34.99]See the sky about to rain, broken clouds and rain.
[01:46.43]Locomotive, pull the train, whistle blowin' through my brain.
[01:57.75]Signals curlin' on an open plain, rollin' down the track again.
[02:08.74]See the sky about to rain.
[02:53.10]I was down in Dixie Land, played a silver fiddle
[03:03.74]Played it loud and then the man broke it down the middle.
[03:14.52]See the sky about to rain.