I remember the days of growing upnWhen we were young and wild and freenWith mama and daddy watchin' over us.nI remember they told me...nnKeep your back to the darkness of this world.nAlways know your own heart, son.nTell us what will you do with your life,nOh, when all is said and done?nnAnd every night I'd hear the thundernOf the rollin' midnight train,nAnd I'd hear that lonesome whistle blow,nCallin' out my name.nnI remember the day I might my girlnWhen she was all of seventeen,nDancin' like an angelnTo a love song serenade.nnI'd take her riding in my daddy's car.nWe'd go deep into those fieldsnAnd share the secrets of our youthnThat no darkness could conceal.nnAnd every night we'd hear the thundernOf a rollin' midnight train,nAnd I'd hold her close and swearnOur love could never fade away.nnOh, yeah!nnNow, Barry Glenn, he was my best friendnThrough those reckless summer days,nAnd we rode our bikes to the riversidenAnd wished our lives away.nnWhen he was eighteen, he joined the marines,nBut he was too wild to be tamed.nYeah, he survived and came back alive.nWe never were the same. Oh no.nnNow I'm a man and I understandnWhat it means to be alone,nBut I spend my nights with my own June bride.nGot a love that's carved in stone.nnSo, keep you back to the darkness of this world.nAlways know your own heart, son.nRemember who you are, and who you were,nAnd where it is that you come from.nnYeah, and I still hear the thundernOf a distant midnight train.nIt's rumblin' down those phantom railsnOf my memory.nnYeah, I still hear the thundernOf a rollin' midnight train,nAnd I hear that lonesome whistle blow,nCallin' out my name.nnTo roll me home.nRoll me on down that line.nRoll me home.nRoll me on... down that line.