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