I'm like an eagle, I like to fly high I'm like a snake, I like to lay low I'm like a black man, I'm like a white man Maybe a red man, I don't know.
I'm just a passenger on this old freight train I ride the boxcar through the night It doesn't matter where I might get off It doesn't matter where I lie.
When the coastline is under water And the desert line is under dust And the mountain line is closed forever In the great spirit I place my trust.
I'm just a passenger on this old freight train I ride the boxcar through the night It doesn't matter where I might get off It doesn't matter where I lie.