Eve Boards a Train

My country 'tis of thee
 Sweetest land of liberty
 Now that my dollar is my vote
 And no one listened when the sages spoke
 Did you get the letter that I wrote
 When flames engulfed the golden coast?
 Call me a slippery snake
 For the apple that I ate
 And the way the truth tastes
 I wouldn't call it a mistake
 When the legends written I will be blamed
 Am I the guilty one or are we all the same?
 Take your rib back, for which I never asked
 It was not my failure, it was your wrath
 On the train and off again the metal tracks do not pretend
 To be wings, and still the wind, where it goes and where it's been
 Tuggin' on my sleeve
 Burden me with pain and toil
 Punish me with sweat and soil
 Back to the wilderness, whence I came
 The moon has always called my name
 I've got blood on my hands and hair untamed
 A woman the garden could not contain
 I'm sure these words will be erased
 But I know how paradise is made
 On the train and off again the metal tracks do not pretend
 To be wings, and still the wind, where it goes and where it's been
 Tuggin' on my sleeve