I'm give 'em that 2, 4, 4 on the floor, Like an outlaws on the day before. Got the pretty girls out there 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, Flying the road running 9-0 and kicking up dust. Drinkin' truck coffee Countin' birds on telephone wires.
the midnight oil And the tread off these Old tires. I'm give 'em that 2, 4, 4 on the floor, an outlaws boys on the day before.
Got the pretty out there begging for more, Gotta give em all what they 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 mind is a miles away, I know you're asleep at home while I'm on this stage.
And I'm you Wishing I was you everyday. But I gotta keep rollin', Rollin' like an old train.
And it's a lonesome sound When there's not around To you ease your pain, But you gotta rollin'. Rollin' 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 came here for. Doin' my thing my song, Right on I'm chugging along. I'm here and like yesterday,
like an old freight train, Comin' on down the Feel that engine whine Smell the smoke stack, hear the gears Full steam ahead out of my mind I'm too far gone to be turning going clack down the railroad tracks. I'm here and gone like
Rolling like an old freight like an old freight train. Tell me do you wanna this train.