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Smokin' long black Cadillac
Engines winding down
He parked it up on the sidewalk
Like he owned the whole damn town
I saw him talkin' 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
Hangin' off the gates of hell
Don't be afraid to turn to me baby
For 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 there on the 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
Pourin' one last round
Made him leave his boots on
On the day they laid him down
He was a runaway locomotive
Out of his one track mind
Play a train song