Dakota sky
Made us feel like a river
Running free, running free
And when I die
Bring the wheels that deliver
Restless me, restless me
Let me hear the clack, clack, clack
As the train goes rolling down the track
To carry me home
Back where I belong
Let me hear the clack, clack, clack
As the train goes rolling down the track
To carry me home
Back where I belong
In the town squares and the schoolyards of the heartland they found a strange common ground with the sleepless quest of this oldest living son
