I'm like an eagle,
I like to fly high
I'm like a snake,
I like to lay low
I'm like a black man,
I'm like a white man
Maybe a red man, I don't know.
I'm just a passenger
On this old freight train
I ride a boxcar
Through the night
It doesn't matter
Where I might get off
It doesn't matter where I light
When the coastline is under water
And the desert line is under dust
And the mountain line is closed forever
In the great spirit I place my trust
I'm just a passenger
On this old freight train
I ride a boxcar
Through the night
It doesn't matter
Where I might get off
It doesn't matter where I light
Writer(s): Butch Hancock
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