I don't own no designer jeans, I don't wear Lucchese boots
I walk a damn fine line between outlaw and country blues
You know my daddy taught me how to raise a little hell
Your fancy things and diamond rings don't mean that you got wealth
Folks 'round here all know my name, cause I'm country to the core
They all say it won't be long 'fore I'm number one on billboard
But I'll play these songs and pack them halls, a new city every day
And I'll still make it down to Nashville but I'll do it my own way
On this train called Music that I'm riding fast as hell
One day your playing sold out shows, the next you might derail
And If that record man don't sign a deal here any day
I'll go down to the crossroads and sign my soul away
So many stops along these tracks that carry me away
Playing fast and haulin' ass is how I plan to stay
The whistle blows, the chimney smokes and were picking up some speed
But we won't slow down till we're in your town, real country guaranteed
On this train called Music that I'm riding fast as hell
One day your playing sold out shows, the next you might derail
And If that record man don't sign a deal here any day
I'll go down to the crossroads and sign my soul away
Dale Justice - Train Called Music Lyrics
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I don't own no designer jeans, I don't wear Lucchese boots
I walk a damn fine line between outlaw and country blues
You know my daddy taught me how to raise a little hell
Your fancy things and diamond rings don't mean that you got wealth
Folks 'round here all know my name, cause I'm country to the core
They all say it won't be long 'fore I'm number one on billboard
But I'll play these songs and pack them halls, a new city every day
And I'll still make it down to Nashville but I'll do it my own way
On this train called Music that I'm riding fast as hell
One day your playing sold out shows, the next you might derail
And If that record man don't sign a deal here any day
I'll go down to the crossroads and sign my soul away
So many stops along these tracks that carry me away
Playing fast and haulin' ass is how I plan to stay
The whistle blows, the chimney smokes and were picking up some speed
But we won't slow down till we're in your town, real country guaranteed
On this train called Music that I'm riding fast as hell
One day your playing sold out shows, the next you might derail
And If that record man don't sign a deal here any day
I'll go down to the crossroads and sign my soul away
I walk a damn fine line between outlaw and country blues
You know my daddy taught me how to raise a little hell
Your fancy things and diamond rings don't mean that you got wealth
Folks 'round here all know my name, cause I'm country to the core
They all say it won't be long 'fore I'm number one on billboard
But I'll play these songs and pack them halls, a new city every day
And I'll still make it down to Nashville but I'll do it my own way
On this train called Music that I'm riding fast as hell
One day your playing sold out shows, the next you might derail
And If that record man don't sign a deal here any day
I'll go down to the crossroads and sign my soul away
So many stops along these tracks that carry me away
Playing fast and haulin' ass is how I plan to stay
The whistle blows, the chimney smokes and were picking up some speed
But we won't slow down till we're in your town, real country guaranteed
On this train called Music that I'm riding fast as hell
One day your playing sold out shows, the next you might derail
And If that record man don't sign a deal here any day
I'll go down to the crossroads and sign my soul away
Writer: Dale Justice
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