John Fogerty

When I was young, I spent my summer days playin' on the track.
The sound of the wheels rollin' on the steel took me out, took me back.
CHORUS:
Big Train from Memphis, Big Train from Memphis,
Now it's gone gone gone, gone gone gone.
Like no one before, he let out a roar, and I just had to tag along.
Each night I went to bed with the sound in my head, and the dream was a song.