This boxcar´s been my home since St Antone
Cause this ankle of mine I turned while hoppin´ on
Shoots pain that feeds my dreams with luxuries
I see crystal chandeliers and burgundy

I can feel my mother´s heartbeat from the track
It´s the rhythm of a son that won´t be back
Lord knows where my mind is takin´ me
I see crystal chandeliers and burgundy
If that conductor only knew all the trouble I´ve been through
Just to be here on this train once again
Freedom of a hobo ain´t so bad you can dream of all the wealth you might´ve had
I guess livin´ on this train is gettin´ to me I see crystal chandeliers and burgundy

If that conductor only knew all the trouble I´ve been through
Just to be here on this train once again
If there´s nothing in this world I´ve gotta do
But to ride these rails of steel my whole life through

Then take away these visions that I see of crystal chandeliers and burgundy
Of crystal chandeliers and burgundy