Tonight I've been counting railroad cars Clinking and
grinding into the dark One of them passed
with an open door And I pictured myself
jumping on board What is the chance of
that Well I've always had this thing about
trains A lonesome sound like a man in
pain Going somewhere they don't lose track Some
folks leave and they don't look back What
is the chance of that I have believed
since I was a little bitty girl That
there were rules of cause and effect And
they slowly shaped my world But pain and
hard times they come and they go Like
some blindfolded angel somewhere saying Eeny Meeny Miny
Moe What is the chance of that Why
do I feel restless inside Maybe I'm part
of a wandering tribe I want to check
my family tree I think there's a little
nomad in me What is the chance of
that Life is a thing you drink in
deep The journey is hard and the journey's
sweet Maybe I'll search and maybe I'll find
Things I wanted wer already mine What is
the chance of that I have believed since
I was a little bitty girl That there
were rules of cause and effect And they
slowly shaped my world But pain and hard
times they come and they go Like some
test of faith that purifies my Weak belief
into something gold What is the chance of
that
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