| Lyrics: | While riding on a train goin' west,
I fell asleep for to take my rest.
I dreamed a dream
that made me sad,
Concerning myself and the first few friends I had.
With half-damp
eyes I stared to the room
Where my friends and I spent many an afternoon,
Where we together
weathered many a storm,
Laughin' and singin' till the early hours of the morn.
By the
old wooden stove where our hats was hung,
Our words were told, our songs were sung,
Where we
longed for nothin' and were quite satisfied
Talkin' and a-jokin' about the world
outside.
With haunted hearts through the heat and cold,
We never thought we could ever
get old.
We thought we could sit forever in fun
But our chances really was a million to
one.
As easy it was to tell black from white,
It was all that easy to tell wrong from
right.
And our choices were few and the thought never hit
That the one road we traveled
would ever shatter and split.
How many a year has passed and gone,
And many a gamble
has been lost and won,
And many a road taken by many a friend,
And each one I've never seen
again.
I wish, I wish, I wish in vain,
That we could sit simply in that room
again.
Ten thousand dollars at the drop of a hat,
I'd give it all gladly if our lives could
be like that. |
