Nineteen and Sixteen I started to roam
Out in the west, no money, no home
I went along, drifted on with the tide
I landed on the Great Divide
Railroading on the Great Divide
Nothing around me but rockies and sky
There you'll find me as years go by
Railroading on the Great Divide
Ask any old timer from old Cheynne
Railroad in Wyoming the best cross-ties
The long steel rails the short cross-ties
I laid across the Great Divide
* Refrain
As I looked out across the breeze
Number three coming, the fastest on wheels
Through old Laramic she gides with pride
And rolls across the Great Divide
* Refrain