Split Flange

[Вступление] [Припев] Hold that first car, give me one more minute That flange is split and the grade won't forgive it You can argue from the cab till the sunrise turns gold I’m down on the rail with a wheel to make whole [Куплет] At the upper switch the morning’s still blue I hear your brake hiss while i’m crawling through A hairline crack on the roller’s rim One hard climb and it could let go on him [Припев] Hold that first car, give me one more minute That flange is split and the grade won't forgive it You can argue from the cab till the sunrise turns gold I’m down on the rail with a wheel to make whole [Куплет] You say the town’s already lined up below I say this iron has nowhere to go I brace the bar, set the pin, turn it slow Cold hands, tight bolts, and the ridge wind blows [Guitar solo] [Бридж] You keep calling time from the operator’s seat I’m changing that wheel where the steel meets the steep When the new rim holds and the test run is clear You’ll take the first car—i’ll be standing right here [Припев] Hold that first car, give me one more minute That flange is split and the grade won't forgive it You can argue from the cab till the sunrise turns gold I’m down on the rail with a wheel to make whole