

(whoop!) Morning mist along the siding,
kettle whistling on the stove
Pack the canvas bag with stories that we gathered down the road
Every junction brings a brother,
every station finds a friend
Hear the iron ribbons
calling round the bend
Singing roll on, wheels of steady steel
Rolling through the pine and golden field
Hand in hand we keep the fire bright
Rolling on together through the night (roll on,
roll on!)
Shared a tin of sweetened coffee on an open flatcar floor
Watching river valleys widening to an unfamiliar shore
Strangers bound by heavy ties that weld across the miles
Trading worn-out boots and honest smiles
Singing roll on, wheels of steady steel
Rolling through the pine and golden field
Hand in hand we keep the fire bright
Rolling on together through the night
(together,
yeah!)
There's a lantern swinging gently at the switch
Showing us the path we wouldn't miss
Not the miles behind,
but the hands we hold ahead (hear that whistle blow!)
Singing roll on, wheels of steady steel
Rolling through the pine and golden field
Hand in hand we keep the fire bright
Rolling on together through the night
Rolling on together! (hey!) Hear the iron ribbon hum
Home is wherever we come