INTRO THERE'S AN OLD PULLMAN PORTER WHOSE FINGERS SHOOT LIGHTNING AND HE CAN MAKE FOOLS TRAVEL FASTER THAN LIGHT HE'D BE TAKING ME HOME ON THE RAILS OF MY MEMORIES IF WISHES WERE FAST TRAINS TO TEXAS TONIGHT THERE'S A SONG ON A JUKEBOX SOMEWHERE IN UVALDE I SWEAR I CAN HEAR IT WHEN THE WIND BLOWS JUST RIGHT AND I WOULD DANCE LIKE A DEMON IN THE ARMS OF AN ANGEL IF WISHES WERE FAST TRAINS TO TEXAS TONIGHT YES, IF DREAMS AND DESIRES COULD MOVE MIGHTY ENGINES AND DRIVE LOCOMOTIVES THRU THE FABRIC OF TIME I'D BE ROLLIN LIKE THUNDER INTO SWEETWATER COUNTY ON THE TWELFTH OF SEPTEMBER, 1989 THERE'S A LIVE OAK BREEZE BLOWIN THRU HER BEDROOM WINDOW WHILE DREAMS DANCE AROUND HER IN THE HAZY MOONLIGHT LORD, MY KISSES WOULD WAKE HER AND I'D NEVER FORSAKE HER IF WISHES WERE FAST TRAINS TO TEXAS TONIGHT IF WISHES WERE FAST TRAINS, GOD HOW I'D RIDE Verses 1, 2 and 4=same chord pattern