When I was young I wanted to be just like him One of the charm, of a bright orange smile And muscular laughter Bold brown eyes flashing fearless When he sat not alone On cold blue nights In empty boxcars Riding a freight train's Solitary wail Away from Nebraska Depression, accompanying dreams Withered farms Nothing left but the Leaves of possibilities No was her name No was the lion that no one could tame But faith was his name Faith came around with a smile on his face anyway He said, tell, tell me now Tell me the worry that knit up your brow She said slow down this train Slow down the iron that runs in my veins I can hear you tap tappin' at my kitchen door I can hear the river run, and the river want more Don’t you know, I’m already sure I can hear you tap tappin' at my kitchen door But No kept her name No got so quiet she put out her flame But Faith stayed the same Faith came around with that smile on his face the next day He said, follow me down Follow me down with your pick and your plow I can hear you tap tappin' at my kitchen door I can hear the river run and the river want more Don’t you know, I am already sure I can hear you standing quiet at my kitchen door