I can strum a little, I can hold a chord This ain't the gospel and I ain't the lord I'm no holy roller, but for what it's worth My freedom's a train ride to heaven on earth It's not just a train It's saying goodbye, saying hello To where we have been, where we might go It's what we have passed, what we might see It's not just a train, it's freedom to me Kids flattening pennies as the ironhorse rolls by Between the trains I see an old man A face full of smiles A young woman crying as her lover leaves Gun on his shoulder and stripes on his sleeve It's not just a train It's saying goodbye, saying hello To where we have been, where we might go Places we passed, places we'll see It's not just a train, it's freedom to me Through a crack in the the slats a harvest moon shines On Harper Lee's pages I turn to kill time The car toads are waiting for me at the station To give the bum's rush to a frost bitten bo It's not just a train It's saying goodbye, saying hello To where we have been, where we might go People we've passed, people we'll see It's not just a train, it's freedom to me It's freedom to me Freedom to me Freedom to me