Our time as we go
We know our times will change
I talk to Jesus
Jesus says I’m OK.
Pushin’ and jumpin’
Jumpin’ the mountain range
Burnin’ up railroad
Railroad from hell to Maine.
Why she say she’s on her own
I’ll be pacin’ on the phone
Takin’ numbers takin’ blame
Awful sick and tired of the game.
She comes from nothin’
Hopin’ for trace of fame
She’s got a birthmark
A birthmark the shape of Maine.
Why she say she’s on her own
I’ll be pacin’ on the phone
Takin’ numbers takin’ blame
Awful sick and tired of the game.
And it’s cold
And it’s cold
And it’s cold when you’re near
It’s cold when you’re nearin’ the bottom.
Cold
And it’s cold
And it’s cold when you’re near
It’s cold when you’re nearin’ the bottom.
Our time as we go
We know our times will change
I’ll talk to Jesus
Jesus everyday.
Our time as we go…
