Can you hear it cross the valley?   Can you hear that mournful sound?   I'm riding rails of silver   Going to where I'm bound      High above the fields of clover   On a lazy, hot July   When I get to where I'm going   I'll hold my head up high      I will roll across these mountains   I will take the last train out   Riding rails of silver   Going to where I'm bound      Roses, dust and ashes   Throw them where I lay   And if by chance you see me   There'll be no sorrow on my face      For I will see the beauty   I only wish that you could see   I'll leave my body weakened   I'll leave my soul to wander free, so free      So if you should see a diamond   Fall down from the sky, it's just a teardrop   From the corner of my eye   As goodbye as I fly, to where I'm bound