I'm gonna '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 came for.
my thing singing my song, Right on I'm chugging along. I'm here and gone yesterday, like an old freight train. On a wing and a a glorified greyhound bus, Flying down the road and kicking up dust. Drinkin' truck stop Countin' on those telephone wires.
Burnin' the oil And the off these Old Goodyear tires. 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 em all what they came here for. Doin' my singing my song, on track I'm chugging along.
I'm and gone like yesterday like an old freight train. And sometimes my mind is a miles away, I know you're sound asleep at while I'm on this stage.
And I'm missing I was kissing you everyday. But girl I keep rollin', like an old freight train.
And it's a mighty sound When there's not around To you ease your 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 pretty girls out there for more, give 'em all what they came here for. Doin' my singing my song, on track I'm chugging along. I'm and gone like yesterday,
Rolling an old freight train, on down the line Feel that diesel whine Smell the smoke stack, hear the gears steam ahead halfway out of my mind I'm too far to be turning back going Clickity clack the railroad tracks. I'm here and gone yesterday
like an old freight train Just like an old train. Tell me do you wanna this train.