Driving from the city
on a hot summer's day
Hours later
The sun begins to fade
we pull down the dirt road
to the old house gate
Where my father lived
When he was just my age

Super's over,
I climb into my bed
Staring through the window
at the stars above my head
Just when I'm about to sleep
I hear that whistle sound
The midnight train is passing
through my grandpa's
little town

Chorus:

Train, where have you been 
before you came to me?
and where are you going?
Rolling on with 
your cargo of dreams
Do you have a place for me?

Hey, Grandad, when
you were young
did the midnight
train always come?
What did you think of
when you were still a boy
lying here before me?

Next day my Grandad
he shows me around the farm
We head down to the sugarmill
behind the wooden barn
and all go to the dirty pond
where daddy learned to swim
I watched the ripples
spreading out
as the bullfrogs jumps in
He takes a shiny penny
and lays it on the track
Hands me a sheet of copper
and he pats me on the back
Turns and stares off at
the rows and rows of corn
growing since long before
his own daddy was born

Chorus:

Well, he looks at me kindly
with a tear in his eye
He opens up my hand and puts
a shiny stone inside
He picks me up and he puts me
down gently on his knee and says
"This is an arrowhead
my grandad gave to me"