I'm gonna 'em that 2, 4, 4 on the floor, Like an boys on the day before. Got the pretty out there begging for more, Gotta give 'em all what they came for.
Doin' my singing my song, Right on I'm chugging along. I'm here and like yesterday, like an old freight train. On a wing and a prayer in a glorified bus, Flying down the road and kicking up dust. Drinkin' stop coffee Countin' birds on telephone wires.
the midnight oil And the tread off Old Goodyear tires. I'm gonna 'em that 2, 4, 4 on the floor, an outlaws boys on the day before.
Got the pretty girls out begging for more, Gotta give em all what they here for. Doin' my thing my song, Right on track I'm along.
I'm here and gone yesterday Rolling an old freight train. And sometimes my mind is a miles away, I know you're sound asleep at while I'm on this stage.
And I'm you I was kissing you everyday. But girl I keep rollin', like an old freight train.
And it's a lonesome sound there's not soul around To help you your pain, But you keep rollin'. like an old freight train.
I'm gonna 'em that 2, 4, 4 on the floor, an outlaws boys on the day before. Got the girls out there begging for more, Gotta give 'em all what they came for. Doin' my thing my song, Right on I'm chugging along. I'm here and gone yesterday,
like an old freight train, Comin' on the line Feel that diesel whine Smell the smoke stack, hear the grind Full ahead halfway out of my mind I'm too far gone to be back going Clickity down the railroad tracks. I'm here and gone yesterday
like an old freight train Just an old freight train. Tell me do you wanna this train.