[Verse 1]
I met a cowboy, he was real
He sang songs about driving steel
On the railroad
We were ramblin'
[Verse 2]
I met a monk, his name was Mark
It'd been three months since he last talked
In California
We're on the way home
[Verse 3]
In the lounge car at 3 AM
We played [sets?] with the colorblind man
He wore gray
He wore gray
[Verse 4]
They call it train fade, yes they do
It happens when you run into
The same faces
The same people
[Outro]
I met a cowboy, he was real
I met a cowboy, he was real
I met a cowboy, he was real
And we were ramblin'
On our way home