Il testo della Kansas city southern

When i was a young man and the evening sun went down
I'd walk along those railroad tracks and i'd listen for that sound
Kansas city southern, man, and that's a lonesome sound
Well i'd sit and watch those trains go by and i'd wish
That i was onward bound

Well, i dream about the big cities and the pleasures that i keep
Along about 12:30 through the phases of my sleep i hear that
Kansas city southern, man, and that's a lonesome sound
Well, i sit and watch those trains go by and i wish
That i was onward bound

Won't you blow, whistle blow?
Won't you blow, whistle blow?

I been a couple a places, i seen a lotta things
Whenever i reach back in time my memory starts to ring

Kansas city southern, man, and that's a lonesome sound
Now, i sit and watch those trains go by and i wish
That i was homeward bound

Won't you blow, whistle blow?
Won't you blow, whistle blow?
Won't you blow? won't you blow?