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