In the Shuffling madness of the locomotive breath,

Runs the all time loser, headlong to his death
He feels the piston scraping steam breaking on his
brow
Old Charlie stole the handle and the train that
watched her go
You know he couldn't slow down
No he couldn't slow down
He sees his children jumping off at stations one
by one
His woman and his best friend in bed and having
fun
Crawling down the corridor on his hands and knees
Old Charlie stole the handle and the train that
watched her go
No he couldn't slow down
No he couldn't slow down
He hears the silence howling catches angels as
they fall
And the all time winner has got him by the balls
He picks up Gideons Bible open at page one
I thank God he stole the handle and the train that
watched her go
You know he couln't slow down
No he couldn't slow down