I'm give 'em that 2, 4, 4 on the floor, Like an boys on the day before. Got the pretty girls out begging for more, give 'em all what they came here for.
Doin' my thing my song, Right on track I'm along. I'm and gone like yesterday, Rolling an old freight train. On a wing and a a glorified greyhound bus, Flying down the road and kicking up dust. Drinkin' stop coffee Countin' on those telephone wires.
Burnin' the oil And the tread off these Old tires. I'm give 'em that 2, 4, 4 on the floor, Like an boys on the day before.
Got the pretty girls out there for more, Gotta give em all what they came for. my thing singing my song, Right on track I'm along.
I'm and gone like yesterday like an old freight train. And sometimes my mind is a million away, I know you're asleep at home while I'm on this stage.
And I'm you I was kissing you everyday. But girl I keep rollin', Rollin' an old freight train.
And it's a lonesome sound When there's not soul To help you ease pain, But you gotta rollin'. Rollin' an old freight 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. my thing singing my song, Right on track I'm along. I'm here and gone yesterday,
Rolling like an old train, on down the line Feel that diesel engine Smell the stack, hear the gears grind Full steam ahead out of my mind I'm too far gone to be turning going Clickity clack down the tracks. I'm here and like yesterday
Rolling an old freight train Just an old freight train. Tell me do you wanna this train.