I know these rails were on like I know my
Ladys smile
Re-see a dozen dreams in every passing mile
Cant begin to count the trips
That she and I have made
But I wish I had a dollar
For each time weve both been down this grade
Nine hundred thousand tons of steel
Made to roll
Her brakes dont work and this grades so steep
Her engines sure to blow
Nine hundred thousand tons of steel
Out of control
Shes more a roller coaster than the train I used
To know
Its one hell of an understatement to say she
Can get mean
Shes temperamental, more a bitch than a machine
She wasnt built to travel at
The speed a rumor flies
These wheels are bound to jump the tracks
Before they burn the ties
Murphys sure outdone himself to pick this
Stretch of track
I can only hope my luck is riding in the back
Well I have prayed to God
This aint the day we meet
Ive done about everything
But try dragging my feet
Oo, oo, I wanna go down slow
Oo, oo, oo, oo, oo
Nine hundred thousand tons of steel
Out of control
Shes more a roller coaster than the train I used
To know