Lyrics

it's been more than a hundred years
since they spiked the final rail
from east to west like blood poisening
it spread through all of our veins

nothing got in the way that a bullet wouldn't cure
the ink was nearly dry before it all hit the fan

you bring the water
i'll drink if it's fit
it takes the longest time
to know just when to quit

i don't know if i'm a rusty old engine
or a caboose that's lost it's way
like this land i'm broke
and i owe all of my pay
so let's raise a glass to my friends
i'm sure you'll agree
and toast all the ones who've been lost in the fray

you bring the water
i'll drink if it's fit
it takes the longest time
to know just when to quit