music by Bill Payne

-- lyrics by Bill Payne and Fran Tate



Red streamliner rollin'

rollin' down the track the things you see

With your wheels in motion through desert, mountain, ocean

I hear you every night, is it a dream?



Red streamliner rollin' down, comin' down on me

Red streamliner rollin', rollin' long so free

Your past keeps comin' back on me

To far and near, away from here



Where people move a mile a minute

This hurricane livin' with you and me in it

Long into the night, that whistle offers light



Red streamliner rollin'

I wish you'd tell me 'bout the things you see

I'm lookin', lookin' down the tracks you ride

Knowin' that they're your only guide

I see them every night, is it a dream?

And when the sidewalks roll up at night

Just as stations pass by



Once the leader of the wild, wild west

Hurricane livin' been a lifelong song

Now you're cast of steel and cast aside

Broken dreams maybe, but you haven't died