Текст песни JETHRO TULL - Raising Steam

Over high plains, through the snow...
roll those tracks out, don't you know
I'm raising steam.
Thin vein creeping, hot blood flow...
spill a little where the new towns grow.
I got my whole life hanging in a sack,
heading out into that wide world wide.
You got your locomotive sitting on your track
and I don't care which way I ride.
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I may not be coming back.

Left a lady with a heart
all in pieces come apart
raising steam.
That engine up front must
have a heart big enough for the both of us.
Riding shotgun on the sunset, stare it in the eye
rocking on my heels out to the west.
Funny how the whole world, historically,
We may not be coming back.

Let me be your engineer...
have you smiling ear to ear
raising steam.
And will you tell me how it feels
when you're up and rolling on your driving wheels?

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