Lyrics

There’s a wound in the hill
where they haul the coal
There’s a needle in the dirt
Where they pump the oil
Oil pumping like
an artery
Heading down the track
runnin free

Fat tycoons sippin champagne
Rolling thru a town
That has no name
Bent down people
Scratchin for gold
I’m a super chief
Get outta my road

Get out son
Put your hands on the hood
That ’63 Cobra
won’t do you no good
Better get an engine
That can’t be blown
I’m a super chief
get outta my road

BRIDGE

I’m a Super chief
With a need for speed
The more I got
The more I need
I’m a super chief
and I’m bound to run
Rockin the rails
Like a sun of a gun

Takes a kind of man
To drive that train
The kind of man
Who don’t feel pain
If your hands
are wet with blood
You be a fool
to pull the plug

World is wobbling
Like a top
I’m a super chief
Ain’t gonna stop
Man on the track
With a heavy load
I’m a super chief
Get outta my road