Well the first thing I remember was the smell of burnin` cinders And the sound of that old whistle on the wind I always wondered where the train was goin` But I never cared at all where it had been
Yeah the first chance I got I was gone like a shot Followin that old dream of mine My only desire was to, catch that flyer And ride it to the end of the line
Chorus:
My life is like a Dixie Flyer She don`t ever look back So pour on the coal Let the good times roll Till the train runs out of track
Full speed ahead, no I ain`t stoppin` yet I feel that drivin` wheel down in my soul I been some places where the train don`t stop Some places where the train don`t even go
Chorus:
Till the train runs out of track Till the train runs out of track
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