Driver 8

The walls are built up stone by stone

The fields divided one-by-one

And the train conductor says

"Take a break, Driver 8, Driver 8, take a break

We've been on this shift too long"

And the train conductor says

"Take a break, Driver 8, Driver 8, take a break

We can reach our destination but we're still a ways away"

I saw a treehouse on the outskirts of the farm

The power lines have floaters so the airplanes won't get snagged

Bells are ringing through the town again

The children look up, all they hear is sky-blue, bells ringing

And the train conductor says

"Take a break, Driver 8, Driver 8, take a break

We can reach our destination, but we're still a ways away"

But it's still a ways away

But we're still a ways away

But it's still a ways away

Way to shield the hated heat

Way to put myself to sleep

Way to shield the hated heat

Way to put myself, my children to sleep

He piloted this song in a plane like that one

She is selling faith on the Go Tell crusade

Locomotive 8, Southern Crescent, hear the bells ring again

The fields of wheat is lookin' thin

And the train conductor says

"Take a break, Driver 8, Driver 8, take a break

We've been on this shift too long"

And the train conductor says

"Take a break, Driver 8, Driver 8, take a break

We can reach our destination, but we're still a ways away"

But it's still a ways away

But we're still a ways away

But it's still a ways away