I'm gonna give 'em that 2-4-4 on the floor
Like them outlaw boys only did before
Got the pretty girls out there begging for more
Gotta give 'em all what they came here for
Doing my thing, singing my song
Right on track I'm chugging along
I'm here and gone like yesterday
Rolling like an old freight train
On a wing and a prayer and a glorified Greyhound bus
Flying down the road, running 9-0 and kicking up dust
Drinking truck stop coffee,
counting birds on those telephone wires
Burning the midnight oil
and the tread off these old Goodyear tires
I'm gonna give 'em that 2-4-4 on the floor
Like them outlaw boys only did before
Got the pretty girls out there begging for more
Gotta give 'em all what they came here for
Doing my thing, singing my song
Right on track I'm chugging along
I'm here and gone like yesterday
Rolling like an old freight train
And sometimes my mind is a million miles away
I know you're sound asleep at home while I'm on this stage
And I'm missing you, wishing I was kissing you everyday
But girl I gotta keep rolling
Rolling like an old freight train
And it's a mighty lonesome sound
when there's not a soul around
To help you ease your pain
But you gotta keep rolling
Rolling like an old freight train
I'm gonna give 'em that 2-4-4 on the floor
Like them outlaw boys only did before
Got the pretty girls out there begging for more
Gotta give 'em all what they came here for
Doing my thing, singing my song
Right on track I'm chugging along
I'm here and gone like yesterday
Rolling like an old freight train
Coming on down the line
Feel that diesel engine whine
Smell the smoke stack, hear the gears grind
Full steam ahead, halfway out of my mind
I'm too far gone to be turning back
Going clickity clack down the railroad track
I'm here and gone like yesterday
Rolling like an old freight train
Just like an old freight train
Tell me, do you wanna ride this train?
Like them outlaw boys only did before
Got the pretty girls out there begging for more
Gotta give 'em all what they came here for
Doing my thing, singing my song
Right on track I'm chugging along
I'm here and gone like yesterday
Rolling like an old freight train
On a wing and a prayer and a glorified Greyhound bus
Flying down the road, running 9-0 and kicking up dust
Drinking truck stop coffee,
counting birds on those telephone wires
Burning the midnight oil
and the tread off these old Goodyear tires
I'm gonna give 'em that 2-4-4 on the floor
Like them outlaw boys only did before
Got the pretty girls out there begging for more
Gotta give 'em all what they came here for
Doing my thing, singing my song
Right on track I'm chugging along
I'm here and gone like yesterday
Rolling like an old freight train
And sometimes my mind is a million miles away
I know you're sound asleep at home while I'm on this stage
And I'm missing you, wishing I was kissing you everyday
But girl I gotta keep rolling
Rolling like an old freight train
And it's a mighty lonesome sound
when there's not a soul around
To help you ease your pain
But you gotta keep rolling
Rolling like an old freight train
I'm gonna give 'em that 2-4-4 on the floor
Like them outlaw boys only did before
Got the pretty girls out there begging for more
Gotta give 'em all what they came here for
Doing my thing, singing my song
Right on track I'm chugging along
I'm here and gone like yesterday
Rolling like an old freight train
Coming on down the line
Feel that diesel engine whine
Smell the smoke stack, hear the gears grind
Full steam ahead, halfway out of my mind
I'm too far gone to be turning back
Going clickity clack down the railroad track
I'm here and gone like yesterday
Rolling like an old freight train
Just like an old freight train
Tell me, do you wanna ride this train?