GDEmCGD
Smokin long black Cadillac, engine’s windin down
EmC
Parked it up on the sidewalk like he owned the whole damn town
GDGC
I'd hear him talkin to some chick through a thick ghost of smoke
GD
Through a thicker haze of southern comfort and coke
GD
He'd say girl you’re hotter than the hinges hangin off the gates of
hell
EmC
Don’t be afraid to turn to me baby if a he don't treat you well
GDGC
And by he he meant me so I laughed and I shook his hand
GD
He'd laugh a little bit louder as he would yell up at the band
GD
Play a train song, pour me one more round
EmC
Make’em leave my boots on on the day they lay me down
GDGC
I am a runaway locomotive out of my one track mind
GDGDG
And I’m lookin for any kind of trouble that I can find
GD
I got this old black leather jacket, got this pack of Marlboro reds
EmC
I got this stash here in my pocket, got these thoughts in my own head
GDGC
I got to run until I’ve got walk or until I got to crawl
GDG
At this moment that I’m in right now and nothin else at all
GD
Play a train song, pour me one more round
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EmC
Make’em leave my boots on on the day they lay me down
GDGC
I am a runaway locomotive out of my one track mind
GDGDG
And I’m lookin for any kind of trouble that I can find
GD
And the television blizzard lights we looked around his place
EmC
We found him cold there on the sofa a little smile across his face
GDGC
And though I tried with all my sadness somehow I could never weep
GD
For a man who looked to me like he died laughin in his sleep
GD
Singin a train song, drinkin one last round
EmC
We made’em leave his boots on on the day they laid him down
GDGC
He was a runaway locomotive out of his one track mind
GC
Play a train song
GC
Play a train song
GDG
Play a train song