Train to Birmingham

Ridin' on this train

Drinkin' whiskey for my pain

Another good ol' boy comin' home

And every town I see

Wants to take a part of me

That's the price that you pay when you roam

And I cry when I have to

And I lie when I can

But I die a little slower

On the train to Birmingham

I got holes in both my shoes

I got this guitar full of blues

And a one-way ticket for my remedy

It's the same old lonesome song

That I've been singin' all night long

You pulled her all the way out of Tennessee

And I cry when I have to

And I lie when I can

But I die a little slower

On the train to Birmingham

Every year I take this train

To Alabama in the rain

I get that lonesome feeling in my bones

But I never get to Birmingham

You know gettin' there ain't the plan

I just like the feel of comin' home

And I cry when I have to

And I lie when I can

But I die a little slower

On the train to Birmingham

On the train to Birmingham