Our time as we go
We know our times will change
I talk to Jesus
Jesus he says I’m OK
Pushing and jumping
Jumping the mountain range
Burning up the railroad
Railroad from hell to Maine
Why does she say she’s on her own?
I’ll be pacing on the phone
Taking numbers taken blame
Awful sick and tired of the game
She comes from nothing
Hoping for a trace of fame
She’s got a birthmark
Birthmark the shape of Maine
And it’s cold
And it’s cold
And it’s cold when you’re near
It’s cold when you’re nearing the bottom
Our time as we go
We know our times will change
I’ll talk to Jesus
Jesus everyday