We've seen a dozen dreams in every passing mile.
Can't begin to count the trips that she and I have made,
But I wish I had a dollar for each time we've both been down this grade.

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900,000 Tons Of Steel, made to roll.
Her brakes don't work and this grade's so steep, her engine's sure to blow.
900,000 Tons Of Steel, out of control.
She's more a roller-coaster than the train I used to know.

It's one hell of an understatement to say she can get mean.
She's tempermental, more a bitch than a machine.
She wasn't built to travel at the speed a rumor flys.
These wheels are bound to jump the tracks before they burn the ties.

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Murphy sure outdone himself to pick this strech of track.
I can only hope my luck is riding in the back.
Well I have prayed to God this ain't the death of me.
I've done about everything but try dragging my feet.

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Ooh, ooh, I want to go down slow.
Oooooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh!
900,000 Tons Of Steel, out of control.
She's more a roller-coaster than the train I used to know