Lyrics
While riding on a train goin' west
Traveling on a westbound train
I fell asleep for to take my rest
Fell asleep to rest
I dreamed a dream that made me sad
Had a sad dream
Concerning myself and the first few friends I had
Regarding myself and my early friends
With half-damp eyes I stared to the room
Looking around the room with teary eyes
Where my friends and I spent many an afternoon
Recalling the room where friends spent time together
Where we together weathered many a storm
Endured hardships together
Laughin' and singin' till the early hours of the morn
Laughed and sang until early morning
By the old wooden stove where our hats was hung
At the stove where we gathered
Our words were told, our songs were sung
Shared stories and sang songs
Where we longed for nothin' and were quite satisfied
Content and satisfied with nothing
Jokin' and talkin' about the world outside
Joked and discussed the world outside
With hungry hearts through the heat and cold
With passionate hearts, never thought of aging
We never thought we could ever get old
Believed in perpetual enjoyment
We thought we could sit forever in fun
Thought fun could last forever
But our chances really was a million to one
Realized slim chances despite the optimism
As easy it was to tell black from white
Initially clear distinctions between right and wrong
It was all that easy to tell wrong from right
Not as simple to differentiate later on
And our choices they was few so the thought never hit
Choices were limited, never thought of consequences
That the one road we traveled would ever shatter and split
Unaware that the path taken would change and separate
How many a year has passed and gone?
Reflecting on the passage of time
Many a gamble has been lost and won
Experienced both wins and losses
And many a road taken by many a first friend
Friends took different paths
And each one I've never seen again
Lost touch with each of them
I wish, I wish, I wish in vain
Expressing a wish to return to that room
That we could sit simply in that room again
Longing for simplicity and reunion
Ten thousand dollars at the drop of a hat
Willing to sacrifice for the chance to relive those moments
I'd give it all gladly if our lives could be like that
Willing to give up wealth for the simplicity of past lives
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