Hell on wheels

written by Judy Collins/ The Judy Collins Publishing Company (ASCAP) or The

Wildflowers Company/Admin by Universal Music Corp (ASCAP) when noted.

In my cowboy boots and my Levi’s

Hair hanging down my back

Drivin that ‘53 Chevy

Rolling down that mountain track

Threw a couple back at the Stanley

Drinking with a long lost friend

Back in the car, spinnin my wheels

Cutting through the dusty wind

I didn't see it comin

Hell on wheels

Carryin a heavy load

Didn't see it comin

Hell on wheels

Nowhere to go

The gravel and the grit of my past

Trailing in the rear-view mirror

The only house for twenty miles

I was gettin nearer and nearer

Saw two little children sitting in the dirt

Missed them by a mere few feet

Their arms reaching out for daddy

That nightmare still plays in my sleep

I didn’t see it comin

Hell on wheels

Carryin a heavy load

I didn't see it comin

Hell on wheels

Nowhere to go

Out of the house he came yellin

I’m calling the cops on you

Wavin his fists while I gunned that car

Down the road and breakin through

I pray for those children every day

Innocent babes they were

If I was going just a little faster

We would have been gone for sure

You never see it comin

Hell on wheels

You always think you’re in control

Someday you realize

You’re hell on wheels

And you know you have to go slow

Didn’t see it comin

Hell on wheels

Carryin a heavy load

Didn't see it comin

Hell on wheels

Nowhere to go