Michael Martin Murphey — Temperature Train

I'm rising through the falling rain I'm on that temperature train Oh how I love to ride Oh how I love to ride One thing I'd like to make clear; We're all streamlined engineers Oh how I love to ride I feel like I'm on the track; Pedal steel guitar in the bone of my back Oh how I love to ride Oh how I love to ride When that trestle swallows me It's really something special to see Oh how I love to ride Oh how I love to glide When I'm on that temperature ride Oh how I love to ride Oh how I love to ride When that trestle swallows me It's really something special to see Oh how l love to ride