Driver 8 - Old 97’s

Driver 8 - Old 97's
The walls are built up stone by stone
The fields divided one by one
And the train conductor says
Take a break driver 8
Driver 8 take a break
We've been on this shift too long
And the train conductor says
Take a break driver 8
Driver 8 take a break
We can reach our destination
But it's still a ways away
But it's still a ways away
I saw a tree house
On the outskirts of the farm
The power lines have floaters
So the airplanes won't get snagged
Bells are ringing
Through the town again
Children look up
All they hear is sky-blue bells ringing
And the train conductor says
Take a break driver 8
Driver 8 take a break
We can reach our destination
But it's still a ways away
But it's still a ways away
But it's still a ways away
But it's still a ways away
A way to shield the hated heat
A way to put myself to sleep
A way to shield the hated heat
A way to put myself my children to sleep
He piloted this song in a plane like that one
She is selling faith on the Go Tell Crusade
Locomotive 8 Southern Crescent
Hear the bells ring again
The field of wheat is looking thin
And the train conductor says
Take a break driver 8
Driver 8 take a break
We've been on this shift too long
And the train conductor says
Take a break driver 8
Driver 8 take a break
We can reach our destination
But it's still a ways away
But it's still a ways away
But it's still a ways away
But it's still a ways away