In the Shuffling madness of the locomotive breath,

Runs the all time loser, headlong to his death

He feels the piston scraping steam breaking on his brow

Old Charlie stole the handle and the train that watched her go

You know he couldn't slow down

No he couldn't slow down

He sees his children jumping off at stations one by one

His woman and his best friend in bed and having fun

Crawling down the corridor on his hands and knees

Old Charlie stole the handle and the train that watched her go

No he couldn't slow down

No he couldn't slow down

He hears the silence howling catches angels as they fall

And the all time winner has got him by the balls

He picks up Gideons Bible open at page one

I thank God he stole the handle and the train that watched her go

You know he couln't slow down

No he couldn't slow down