(Oh yeah, oh no, the train, the trainEvery 2 or 3 years, the train kills somebodyEvery 2 or 3 years, yeahEverybody knows about the train, OK?You hear it constantlyEh, I— I think the train is a wayTo find your way out of this lifeIf you get hit by it)A couple of kids got hit by a Union Pacific trainCarrying sheet metalAnd household appliances through the pouring rainThey were planning on getting married after graduationHad a little baby girl, trouble came and shut it downThings like that ain't supposed to happenIn this quiet town, families are tightGood people, they still don't deadbolt their doors at nightIn this quiet townWhen we first heard opioid storiesThey were always in whispering tonesNow banners of sorrow markThe front steps of childhood homesParents wept through daddy's girl eulogiesAnd merit badge milestones with their daughters and sonsLaying there lifeless in their suits and gownsSomebody's been keepin' secretsIn this quiet town, they know how to liveGood people who lean on Jesus, they're quick to forgiveIn this quiet townNow whenever I'm near the townI'll find some reason to giveAnd I will walk with the deadAnd the living where I used to liveAnd every time I see my parents in the prime of their livesOffering their son the kind of love he could never put downWell, part of me is still that stainless kid, luckyIn this quiet town, salt of the landHard-working peopleIf you're in trouble, they'll lend you a handHere in this quiet townThe first crop of hay is upSchool let out and the sun beats downSmoke billows from a Sunday trainThat cries away from a quiet town
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(Oh yeah, oh no, the train, the train
Every 2 or 3 years, the train kills somebody
Every 2 or 3 years, yeah
Everybody knows about the train, OK?
You hear it constantly
Eh, I— I think the train is a way
To find your way out of this life
If you get hit by it)
A couple of kids got hit by a Union Pacific train
Carrying sheet metal
And household appliances through the pouring rain
They were planning on getting married after graduation
Had a little baby girl, trouble came and shut it down
Things like that ain't supposed to happen
In this quiet town, families are tight
Good people, they still don't deadbolt their doors at night
In this quiet town
When we first heard opioid stories
They were always in whispering tones
Now banners of sorrow mark
The front steps of childhood homes
Parents wept through daddy's girl eulogies
And merit badge milestones with their daughters and sons
Laying there lifeless in their suits and gowns
Somebody's been keepin' secrets
In this quiet town, they know how to live
Good people who lean on Jesus, they're quick to forgive
In this quiet town
Now whenever I'm near the town
I'll find some reason to give
And I will walk with the dead
And the living where I used to live
And every time I see my parents in the prime of their lives
Offering their son the kind of love he could never put down
Well, part of me is still that stainless kid, lucky
In this quiet town, salt of the land
Hard-working people
If you're in trouble, they'll lend you a hand
Here in this quiet town
The first crop of hay is up
School let out and the sun beats down
Smoke billows from a Sunday train
That cries away from a quiet town
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