Freight Train - Aaron Watson

Im gonna give em that 2, 4, 4 on the floor, like an outlaws boys on the day

before.

got the pretty girls out there begging for more,

gotta give em all what

they came here for.

Doin my thing singing my song,

right on track I’m chugging

along.

Im 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.

Drinkin truck stop coffee

countin birds on those

telephone wires.

Burnin the midnight oil

and the tread off these old goodyear

tires.

Im gonna give em that 2, 4, 4 on the floor,

like an outlaws boys on the day

before.

got the pretty girls out there begging for more,

gotta give em all what they came here for.

Doin my thing singing my song, right on track I’m chugging

along.

Im 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 rollin,

rollin like an old freight train.

and its a mighty lonesome sound when theres not soul around

to help you ease your pain,

but you gotta keep rollin.

rollin like an old freight train.

Im gonna give em that

2, 4, 4 on the floor, like an outlaws boys on the day before.

got the pretty

girls out there begging for more,

gotta give em all what they came here for.

Doin my thing singing my song, right on track I’m chugging along.

Im here and gone like yesterday, rolling like an old freight train,

comin 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 tracks.

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.