Worn out vacant motel sign
Run down bedroom 209
Tonight that’s where I’ll try to find
Some rest
Whiskey bottle on the floor
King James Bible from the drawer
Neither won but lord they’ve done their best
They can’t stop the thought of you
Like a freight train passing through
Feel the rumbling
Hear the roar
My heart it crumbles
Like a thousand nights before
And the driving rain of a midnight train passing through
The wheels are turning in my soul
Her memory’s burning black as coal
It’s like I’m chained to a midnight train passing through
All night long
Til it’s dawn
Then she’s gone
Heatwaves on the rolling hills
Rise like ghosts of love that’s dead
Haunt this lonesome highway of regret
Can’t slow down I can’t look back
Until this train runs out of track
You can’t outrun that one you can’t forget
It’s like I’m frozen in this dream
While she’s slowly gaining speed
Feel the rumbling
Hear the roar
My heart it crumbles
Like a thousand nights before
And the driving rain of a midnight train passing through
The wheels are turning in my soul
Her memory’s burning black as coal
It’s like I’m chained to a midnight train passing through
All night long
Til it’s dawn
Then she’s gone
Feel the rumbling
Hear the roar
My heart it crumbles
Like a thousand nights before
And the driving rain of a midnight train passing through
The wheels are turning in my soul
Her memory’s burning black as coal
It’s like I’m chained to a midnight train passing through
All night long
Til it’s dawn
Then she’s gone
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