Stop 88 (feat. Missy Raines)

Let me tell you, son

What’s not written down

How this engine runs

By touch and by sound

I hear every grind, feel every wind in

Every ess turn that is made

Traveling through the night, just to make it all right

Just to make it up that last ruling grade

You gotta feel it rock, you gotta feel it kick

You gotta listen hard for the metal click

Let that train push against you

Headlight frames what’s ahead of you

Can’t turn around if it ain’t enough

If you slow it down you won’t make it up

88 miles to the top

Up in Newburg town

Feel the heat off the steel

Lantern on the ground

And a lunchbox meal

Covered up in coal dust, see the old rust

On the axle and the wheel

Gonna walk this train round, gonna check that brake sound

Gotta make it back down this mighty hill

Can’t run too hard, might leave the track

Get tangled up in the switchback

Passing by the crossing shanty

Old man playing penny ante

Got a pocket full of memories

Keeping me good company

High up on the river trestle

Gotta get back down, back to the level

Let that train push against you

Headlight frames what’s ahead of you

Can’t turn around if it ain’t enough

If you slow it down you won’t make it up

88 miles to the top