Old Steam Train Video (MV)

Watch the old steam train
Roll across the plain
Hear the whistle fade as it goes

See the troubled young swain
Walking head down in the rain
Shoulders shaking with sorrow's throes

Now see the girl inclosed
Her whole world transposed
She is scared as she travels from her home

But with the fear in her breast
Is a dream of the west
An august urging to go toward the gloam

The boy is managing his plow
And tending to the cow
But his thoughts lay far away where she went

And she is working in a tuck shop
While waiting for her star to drop
Because the small walk on rolls in the TV shows don't pay the rent

Life has a mean way of rending
Young lovers from happy endings
And the boy and girl did not escape this fate

She made the necessary sacrifice
Quit the country like a worn out vice
And found herself a key to fame's golden gate

Now his shadow lays occidental
And his sorrow is rounded gentle
When he sees her face in the picture shows

And that's how the familiar name
Of an old dying flame
Sounds in the cold winter wind when it blows