Some folks are writin' love songs and songs about a girl

Some are writin' all about the endin' of the world

Some like songs of happiness and some of times of pain

You can keep 'em all, I like my songs about a train

I'm on a choo-choo rollin'

Never comin' back

On the choo-choo rollin'

That's my kind of track

Well, I don't mind a story of a man that's been through hell

If he's an engineer and reachin' up to ring the bell

I can take a sacred song that's serious and slow

As long as in between the lines, I hear the whistle blow

I'm on a choo-choo rollin'

Never comin' back

On the choo-choo rollin'

That's my kind of track

Well, I heard about a man whose broken heart was torn in two

And everybody's got a protest song for you-know-who

Well, you can keep them barroom

ditties stuck inside your brain

The only thing that clears 'em out is songs about a train

I'm on a choo-choo rollin'

Never comin' back

On the choo-choo rollin'

That's my kind of track

You can spike the foot ball or you can spike the punch

Burn right through your paycheck on a four-martini lunch

Pourin' top-shelf liquor, might as well be cheap champagne

That don't wet my whistle like a song about a train

I'm on a choo-choo rollin'

Never comin' back

On the choo-choo rollin'

That's my kind of track

I could live without a stanza 'bout some roses bein' red

And violets are just flowers

when they're shriveled up and dead

Well, I need more murder ballad like a bullet to the brain

But I still make my livin' singin' songs about a train

I'm on a choo-choo rollin'

Never comin' back

On the choo-choo rollin'

That's my kind of track

I'm on that choo-choo rollin'

Never comin' back

On a choo-choo rollin'

That's my kind of track