xG D
Smokin long black catalac, engines windin down
Em C
Parked it up on the sidewalk like he owned the whole darn town
G D G C
I'd hear him talkin to some chick through a thicker haze of smoke
G D
And a thicker haze of southern comfort and coke
G D
He'd say girl your hotter than the hinges hangin of the gates of hell
Em C
Con't be afraid to turn to me babe if a he don't treat you well
G D G C
And by he he meant me so i laughed and I shook his hand
G D
He'd laugh a little bit louder as he'd yell up at the band
Chours:
G D
PLay a train song, one more time for me
E C
Make me leave my boots on when they lay me into the ground
G D G C
I am a locamotive out of my one track mind
G D
And i'm lookin for any trouble that I can find
(Repeat)
G D
I got this old black leather jacket, got this pack of marblo red
Em C
I got this stash right here in my pocket, got my own thoughts in my head
G D G C
I got to run until i got walk or until i got to crawl
G D G
This moment that i got right now and nothin else at all
G D
While the television was blarin we looked around his place
Em C
We found him out cold with a smile cross that face
G D G C
And though I tried with all my saddness i could not come to cry
G D G
And he looked to me like a man who died laughin in his sleep
G D
Singin a train song, drinkin one last round
Em C
We made em leave his boots on when they layed deep him into the ground
G D G
He was a runaway locamotive out of his one track mind
G D
Play a train song
G C
Play a train song
G D
Play a train song
