I'm give '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 came for.
Doin' my thing my song, on track I'm chugging along. I'm here and gone yesterday, like an old freight train. On a and a prayer in a glorified greyhound bus, Flying down the road running 9-0 and up dust. Drinkin' stop coffee birds on those telephone wires.
Burnin' the oil And the tread off Old Goodyear tires. I'm give 'em that 2, 4, 4 on the floor, Like an outlaws on the day before.
Got the pretty out there begging for more, Gotta em all what they came here for. my thing singing my song, Right on track I'm along.
I'm and gone like yesterday Rolling like an old train. And sometimes my mind is a million away, I you're sound asleep at home while I'm on this stage.
And I'm you Wishing I was you everyday. But I gotta keep rollin', like an old freight train.
And a mighty lonesome sound When not soul around To help you your pain, But you keep rollin'. Rollin' like an old 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. my thing singing my song, Right on I'm chugging along. I'm here and gone yesterday,
like an old freight train, Comin' on down the Feel that engine whine Smell the stack, hear the gears grind Full ahead halfway out of my mind I'm too far to be turning back going Clickity clack down the tracks. I'm here and like yesterday
Rolling an old freight train like an old freight train. Tell me do you wanna this train.