Steve Earle — Texas Eagle

My grandaddy was a railroad man When I was young he took me by the hand Dragged me to the station at the break of dawn Said "Boy, I got to show you somethin' 'fore it's gone" She was blue and silver, she was right on time We rode that Texas Eagle on the MoPac line We had some sandwiches that Grandma packed We rode to Palestine and hitchhiked back Home in time for supper with a tale to tell That night I dreamed I heard that lonesome whistle wail When I got old enough to take the train alone I'd ride the Texas Eagle up to San Antone Nowadays they don't make no trains Just the piggyback freighters and them Amtrak things They shut the Eagle down awhile ago Sold it to the railroad down in Mexico But every now and then, that whistle's on my mind I ride the Texas Eagle across the borderline