Can You Hear It Cross The Valley
Can You Hear That Mournful Sound
I'm Riding Rails Of Silver
Going To Where I'm Bound

High Above The Fields Of Clover
On A Lazy, Hot July
When I Get To Where I'm Going
I'll Hold My Head Up High
I Will Roll Across These Mountains
I Will Take The Last Train Out
Riding Rails Of Silver
Going To Where I'm Bound

Roses, Dust And Ashes
Throw Them Where I Lay
And If By Chance You See Me
There'll Be No Sorrow On My Face

For I Will See The Beauty
I Only Wish That You Could See
I'll Leave My Body Weakened
I'll Leave My Soul To Wander Free, So Free

So If You Should See A Diamond
Fall Down From The Sky
Its Just A Teardrop
From The Corner Of My Eye
As Good-bye, As I Fly
To Where I'm Bound