Verse 1 Train gone rolling through the dead of night Cold wind cutting underneath the light Worn-out boots on a gravel road Heart so heavy from the load I hold Got a little trouble and it won’t let go Sits right beside me wherever I go Whiskey whispers but it ain’t no cure A hurting soul can’t stay pure ⸻ Chorus Blow that harmonica, cry my pain Six strings burning like a runaway train Every note cuts right through the dark Like lightning striking through a broken heart Smoke on the track, fire in my soul Trying to find where the lost men go ⸻ Verse 2 Saw your shadow by the old café Gone by sunrise, slipped away You left silence hanging in the room Like dust and sorrow and cheap perfume Old guitar leaning by the chair Knows every burden I can barely bear Every chord got a scar to tell Every riff rings loud as hell ⸻ Chorus Blow that harmonica, cry my pain Six strings burning like a runaway train Every note cuts right through the dark Like lightning striking through a broken heart Smoke on the track, fire in my soul Trying to find where the lost men go ⸻ Harmonica + Guitar Break ⸻ Bridge Late-night station, empty sky Some dreams live and some just die Still I stand with these shaking hands Trying to understand ⸻ Final Chorus (lift) Blow that harmonica, cry my pain Guitar screaming through the pouring rain Every note cuts right through the dark Still alive with this broken heart Smoke on the track, fire in my soul Still chasing where the lost men go ⸻ Outro (harmonica ad-lib) Mmm… yeah… Smoke on the track… Fire in my soul…
