Don't you feel like you're a rider on a ...

... Downbound train?

I had a job, I had a girl
I had something going mister in this world
I got laid off down at the lumber yard
Our love went bad, times got hard
Now I work down at the carwash
Where all it ever does is rain
Don't you feel like you're a rider on a downbound train?
She just said "Joe I gotta go
We had it once we ain't got it any more"
She packed her bags
left me behind
She bought a ticket on the Central Line
Nights as I sleep, I hear that whistle whining
I feel her kiss in the misty rain
And I feel like I'm a rider on a downbound train

Last night I heard your voice
You were crying, crying, you were so alone
You said your love had never died
You were waiting for me at home
Put on my jacket, I ran through the woods
I ran till I thought my chest would explode
There in the clearing, beyond the highway
In the moonlight, our wedding house shone
I rushed through the yard, I burst through the front door
My head pounding hard, up the stairs I climbed
The room was dark, our bed was empty
Then I heard that long whistle whine
And I dropped to my knees, hung my head and cried

Now I swing a sledge hammer on a railroad gang
Knocking down them cross ties, working in the rain
Now don't it feel like you're a rider on a downbound train?

(No, I don't feel that way anymore, even if I suppose that train being still somewhere... I bless it and turn away and I feel like a stranger to all
Once upon a time I was that rider... Now, I'm riding and riding and riding ... and I'm happy because I chose not to hear that whistle whining anymore..
And sometimes I feel like I'm a rider on an invisible but powerful new train )

(Una canzone che ti strappa il cuore, con quella voce e quella chitarra in sottofondo.. Bruce, solo a te permetto tanto!)