Going down to Steam Town
gonna lay my money down.
Going down to Steam Town
it’s like that big hole in the ground.
Punch-drunk and restless
I got some bills to burn.
We came down from the Pocono Mountains
too late to take a U-turn.
We talked a lot of nonsense
as we urged each other on.
We didn’t heed the one true constant –
The party looked like a bomb.
Meet me at the station
I’ll be waiting at track number nine.
We can make it to New York City
By just about supper time
