I'm gonna give 'em 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 they came here for.
my thing singing my song, Right on track I'm along. I'm here and like yesterday, like an old freight train. On a and a prayer in a glorified greyhound bus, down the road running 9-0 and kicking up dust. Drinkin' truck stop birds on those telephone wires.
Burnin' the oil And the tread off Old Goodyear tires. I'm gonna give 'em 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 came here for. Doin' my thing my song, on track I'm chugging along.
I'm here and gone like like an old freight train. And sometimes my is a million miles away, I know you're sound asleep at while I'm on this stage.
And I'm missing Wishing I was you everyday. But girl I keep rollin', Rollin' an old freight train.
And a mighty lonesome sound When there's not around To help you your pain, But you gotta rollin'. Rollin' like an old train.
I'm give '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 here for. Doin' my singing my song, Right on I'm chugging along. I'm here and like yesterday,
Rolling like an old train, Comin' on down the Feel that diesel whine Smell the smoke stack, hear the gears steam ahead halfway out of my mind I'm too far gone to be turning back Clickity down the railroad tracks. I'm and gone like yesterday
like an old freight train Just an old freight train. Tell me do you wanna ride train.