[Verse] The whistle cuts through amber waves, a lonesome sound that calls my name, Across the fields where silence stays, it carries more than just the train. Dust will rise and shadows fall, the stories ride the iron line, A distant voice, a whispered call, through wheat that bends like twisted twine. [Pre-Chorus] And every note is a letter sent, From somewhere past the riverbend. [Chorus] Hear the train whistle wailin’, tales that time won’t keep, Rolling through the golden barley, secrets buried deep. Like a ghost upon the prairie, singing low and sweet, The train whistle’s telling stories where the earth and heaven meet. [Verse] I stand beneath a sky so wide, the sun sinks slow behind the hills, That whistle’s carrying hearts and pride, and wounds that never fully heal. The wheat will bow and catch the sound, of all the dreams the rails have known, A song that travels all around, but leaves me standing here alone. [Pre-Chorus] And every note is a letter sent, From somewhere past the riverbend. [Chorus] Hear the train whistle wailin’, tales that time won’t keep, Rolling through the golden barley, secrets buried deep. Like a ghost upon the prairie, singing low and sweet, The train whistle’s telling stories where the earth and heaven meet. [Bridge] Maybe one day I’ll be gone, But that train will still roll on, Through the wheat and through the rain, Carrying my name. [Chorus] Hear the train whistle wailin’, tales that time won’t keep, Rolling through the golden barley, secrets buried deep. Like a ghost upon the prairie, singing low and sweet, The train whistle’s telling stories where the earth and heaven meet. [Outro] Where the earth and heaven meet, The train whistle’s calling me.