Lyrics:
you got yourself into
You're blindfolded walking
South down the whiskey tracks
She's rolling north like a neon train
Bolt of lightning in the night
This song is called training
I write words right like words want
Get mics burnt up by verse one
I don't write nothing behind the curtains
Got a verse
Who stole the uprock, who stole the paint?
Who stole the cypher slayers
Who buffed the train?
Who stole the mixtapes, who stole the fame?
Who stole
I went down to the railroad yard, Watch the train come by
Knew that train would roll that day But I did not know what time.
I did not know what
I can see the distant high beams of a road train on the track
But it's so faraway that I don't hear a sound
Just the crackling of the twigs upon
leads to the railroad tracks
Where he can watch trains go past
This is how he spends his time
Not too much different than how I spend my
Waiting for
Painting trains
Painting trains
Painting trains
By the diner
Another house on fire
Puffs of smoke
Are clouding the hay bales by the road
Painting trains
(
I grew up here on Bourbon Street
Playin' for the beer and tips
Livin' by the Poncha Train
Watchin' drunks and sailin' ships
I'm sittin'
I lost a pretty penny on my daddy's farm
To the railroad tracks that ran between
The back porch and the barn
Every time that locomotive would start
One day the train was passing, I caught it comin' by
To look this old world over, under god's blue sky
My darlin' stood there weepin' as I was
ch?boogie, woo woo
Woo woo, ch?boogie, choo choo, choo choo, ch?boogie
Take me right back to the track, Jack
Gonna settle down by the railroad track
Live
choo choo, ch'boogie!
Woo woo, ooh ooh, ch'boogie!
Choo choo, choo choo, ch'boogie!
Take me right back to the track, Jack!
Gonna settle down by
We're gonna rock on the Midnight Train
We're gonna roll down the tracks, then do it again
We're gonna sing when the pipe is passed 'cuz anyday could
makes a freight train jump the track
Said a black-headed gal makes a freight train jump the track
But a long, tall gal makes a preacher ball the jack
an' rye.
I'll love ma baby till the day ah die.
A black-headed gal makes a freight train jump the track, said a black-headed
Gal makes a freight
back
Help me to Cairo, make Saint Louis by maself
Git to Cairo, find ma old friend Jeff
Gwine to pin maself close to his side
If ah flag his train, I
I heard a train whistle blowin', people was a yellin'
There's a man on the railroad track
By the river, brown sack on his back
Well, don't look now,
Buddy"
"Sorry Dude"
"Not your fault Homey"
"I know, but Buddy"
"No, it's cool Homey"
"Dude, there's another train on this track"
[Sound
I'm sitting on a bench waiting for the last train. |Staring into the void and face wet by this dirty rain|Old jacket with a patch of the American
Down by the river and the railway track
Saw my little woman and she called me back
Said don't you leave us alone down here
So I turned around
Train rolling
Down the narrow track
I'm going away
Not looking back
Train rolling
I am feeling strong
I've got something good
Going on
I'm sitting
of the train-tracks
Always born on the wrong side of the train-tracks
Lay me on my side or hold me up to the light, yeah
I was burned by the cold kiss of a vampire
regrets
I'm the Rain Man (Woah)
Smoke a big fat spliff on the bridge by train tracks
Winter come, winter fall
And you know where the pain at
Yeah, you know
Waitin' for a train in the morning Waitin' for a train afternoon
Waitin' for a train in the evening
I'll be waitin' for a train by the light
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