Travel lyrics

The railroad track is miles away,
     And the day is loud with voices speaking,
Yet there isn't a train goes by all day
     But I hear its whistle shrieking.

All night there isn't a train goes by,
      Though the night is still for sleep and dreaming,
But I see its cinders red on the sky,
     And hear its engine steaming.

My heart is warm with friends I make,
     And better friends I'll not be knowing;
Yet there isn't a train I wouldn't take,
     No matter where it's going.