My Father's Father

I hear somethin' hangin' on the wind

I see black smoke up around the bend

I've got my ticket and I'm going to go

Home

The leaves have changed a time or two

Since the last time the train came through

I've got my ticket and I'm going to go

Home

My father's father's blood is on the tracks

A sweet refrain drifts in from the past

I've got my ticket and I'm going to go

Home

The winding roads that led me here

Burn like coal and dry like tears

So here's my hope, my tired soul

And here's my ticket, I want to go

Home

Home

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