music by Bill Payne -- lyrics by Bill Payne and Fran Tate Red streamliner rollin' rollin' down the track the things you see With your wheels in motion through desert, mountain, ocean I hear you every night, is it a dream?
Red streamliner rollin' down, comin' down on me Red streamliner rollin', rollin' long so free Your past keeps comin' back on me To far and near, away from here
Where people move a mile a minute This hurricane livin' with you and me in it Long into the night, that whistle offers light
Red streamliner rollin' I wish you'd tell me 'bout the things you see I'm lookin', lookin' down the tracks you ride Knowin' that they're your only guide I see them every night, is it a dream? And when the sidewalks roll up at night Just as stations pass by
Once the leader of the wild, wild west Hurricane livin' been a lifelong song Now you're cast of steel and cast aside Broken dreams maybe, but you haven't died