A smokin' long black Cadillac the engine's winding down
He parked it up on the sidewalk like
He owned the whole damn down
I saw him talking to some chick
Through a thick ghost of smoke
Through a thicker haze of southern comfort and coke
Say girl you're hotter than
The hinges hanging off the gates of hell
Don't be afraid to turn to me babe if
He don't treat you well
And by he he meant me
So I laughed and I shook his hand
He laughed a little bit louder as he yelled up at the band
Play a train song pour me one more round
Make 'em leave my boots on on the day they lay me down
I am a runaway locomotive out of my one-track mind
Play a train song Play a train song
I got this old black leather jacket
Got this pack of Marlboro reds
Got this stash here in my pocket
Got these thoughts in my own head
I'm gonna run until I have to walk
Until I have to crawl
Got this moment that I'm living in
And nothing else at all
Play a train song pour me one more round
Make 'em leave my boots on on the day
They lay me down
I am a runaway locomotive out of my one-track mind
Play a train song Play a train song
In the television blizzard lights
We looked around his place
A little cold beer on his sofa
A little smile across his face
And though I tried with all of my sadness
Somehow I just could not weep
For a man who looked to me like
He died laughing in his sleep
Singing a train song pour him one last round
Make 'em leave his boots on on the day they lay him down
He was a runaway locomotive out of his one-track mind
Play a train song Play a train song
Play a train song Play a train song
