Boxcar

I'm like an eagle, I like to fly high

I'm like a snake, I like to lay low

I'm like a black man, I'm like a white man

Maybe a red man, I don't know

I'm just a passenger on this old freight train

I ride a boxcar through the night

It doesn't matter where I might get off

Doesn't matter where I lie

When the coastline is under water

And the desert line is under dust

And the mountain line is closed forever

In the great spirit I place my trust

I'm just a passenger on this old freight train

I ride a boxcar through the night

It doesn't matter where I might get off

It doesn't matter where I lie