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 goYou know he couln't slow down No he
couldn't slow down