Chuck Hawthorne

Lyrics

Silver Line (Chuck Hawthorne)

Think I’ll catch me a silver lining
Out west where that old coal train never died
Where the ghosts of her silver miners
Haunt you lovers on the rails passing by

I’ve been the ghost and I’ve been the lover
Riding on that edge I’ve always known
That a woman’s tongue of silver
Could cut a man clean down to the bone

Think I’ll find the Durango silver
Think I’ll cross the Great Divide
Think I’ll breathe her smoke and cinder
Think I’ll give this thing another try
Think I’ll find another silver line

Winding through the San Juan Mountains
That old Denver train – she’s the last of her kind
And the lonesome of her steel rail fountain
Echoes down every dark and empty mine

Think I’ll find the Durango silver
Think I’ll cross the Great Divide
Think I’ll breathe her smoke and cinder
Think I’ll give this thing another try
Think I’ll find another silver line

Think I’ll catch me a silver lining
Out west where that old coal train never died
Where the ghosts of her silver miners
Haunt you lovers on the rails passing by

Think I’ll find another silver line