Took a train out to Cheyenne to visit the kinfolk I can't make the freeway and I don't like flying Asked for my ticket on the union pacific It's the last train goin', and the man at the station said The train won't run much anymore I thought of the old days it's such a disaster Bur jets fly much higher and get there mush faster Keep your feet on the ground And keep them big wheels rolling around Too many people in a hurry to get there Don't know why but they gotta be somewhere Get no satisfaction 'cause their time is all rationed I think it's a crime but most of the time People just don't think much anymore I read in the paper about the disaster How people get higher and speed to get faster Keep your feet on the ground And keep them big wheels rolling around Look all around you, and see what has happened There's more and more concrete and less of the natural Too many taking and few of them giving It's really a shame, but we are to blame If the redwoods don't stand here anymore Now I'd like to think we can see the mistake And take some action now before it's too late And keep our feet on the ground And keep them big wheels rolling around And keep your feet on the ground And keep them big wheels rolling around Keeping rolling around Keeping rolling around Keep them big wheels rolling around Keeping rolling around Keeping rolling around