A train is moving through the town of Hope,
And you know it's out there on the downward slope.
So meet me in the bottom with your old valise.
We will dodge the brakemen and the yard police.
 
When the moon comes rolling up the Carmel Ridge,
We'll be riding high upon the Rainbow Bridge,
While a screen-door somewhere in the blue-black night
Dreams of closing softly in the morning light.
 
Night train runnin'
Through the eye of the storm
There's only one way to find out 
What you're searching for.

Split the wood now and build up the steam.
Release the pressure of your wildest dream.
Take your hand off the brake and give her the test.
We can tell the story when we come to rest.
 
Night train runnin'
Through the eye of the storm
There's only one way to find out 
What you're searching for.
One way to find out what you're searching for.
One way to find out what you're searching for.