The Engine Driver

Let me go
And I've written pages upon pages

And if you don't love me

Trying to rid you from my bones
On a high line, on a high line
Let me go
My bones, my bones
And if you don't love me
I am the heart that you call home
And if you don't love me
Take my hand for tender

Let me go
Trying to rid you from my bones
And if you don't love me
Would I work beside her

And if you don't love me
And I am a writer, writer of fictions
I'm a money lender
I have fortunes upon fortunes
And I am a writer, writer of fictions
Let me go

And if you don't love me
Let me go
Let me go

Let me go

Let me go

I am all that you have home, home

My bones, my bones
And if you don't love me
Trying to rid you from my bones
I'm a county lineman
I am the heart that you call home
I am a writer
She's a long one, such a long one
And I've written pages upon pages
So will be my grandson
And if you don't love me
And I've written pages upon pages
Let me go
I am tortured, ever tortured
And if you don't love me
And if you don't love me
There are power lines in our bloodlines