[Verse 1] In the heart of Texas where the rails collide, Marshall's depot breathes with the evening tide. Signal lights pulsing like a heartbeat's code, Brass on the station gleams where the stories road. Historic downtown hums with iron songs, Porchlight ghosts and freight trains rolling long. We strike the sparks where the old tracks lie, Coal-black skies lit by a locomotive cry. [Pre-Chorus ] Steel in our veins and the will to fight, Legacy in shadows, burning bright. Raise your fists, let the battle cry fly, Under the Texas sky, we never die. [Chorus ] Iron thunder, Jr George calls, Marshall answers from the station walls. From signal lights to the rail yard roar, We follow George through the thundered door. Iron thunder, feel the chain, From depot brass to the engine's reign. Stand and shout, let the anvils ring, With Jr George leading, we take wing. [Verse 2] He walks the platform with a weathered grin, Handshake forged in flame, knuckles worn thin. Jr George rides the midnight rail, boots on the ties, Casting long shadows under neon skies. He names each railcar, knows each street by name, Keeps the embers warm of the old town flame. When the signal blinks and the bell runs cold, George throws a match — history takes hold. [Pre-Chorus 2] Steel in our veins and the tracks that last, Legacy on brass and echoes of the past. Raise your hands, let the old bell climb, Under the Texas sky, we hold through time. [Chorus ] Iron thunder, Jr George calls, Marshall answers from the station walls. From signal lights to the rail yard roar, We follow George through the thundered door. Iron thunder, feel the chain, From depot brass to the engine's reign. Stand and shout, let the anvils ring, With Jr George leading, we take wing. [Bridge — Spoken then Sung] (Spoken — low, intimate) Jr George — remember the night under the lamp by the caboose, you said, "Hold fast." The town was quiet but for the hiss of steam. You put your palm on the rail and told us to listen. We did. (Sung) Memory like iron, memory like lead, Jr George's voice in the steel ahead. A single name like a lighthouse flare, Guides the restless through the midnight air. [Instrumental Break — Guitar Solo] (Imagined: searing harmonics, freight-like gallop, then a descending brass-mimic riff) [Final Chorus ] Iron thunder, Jr George calls, Marshall answers from the station walls. From signal lights to the rail yard roar, We follow George through the thundered door. Iron thunder, hear the clan, From depot steps to the working man. Raise your voice, till the rafters sing, Marshall and Jr George — iron in the ring. [Outro ] Metal souls united, rails hum on, Iron thunder strikes at dawn. The depot breathes and the brass stays bright, Jr George's shadow rides into the light.