VERSE ONE
Like an old mule in the traces - Starin' at the sky / Dreamin' bout the end of the day and wishin' he could fly / I slipped the plow, I found the gate - Finally I'm free / Don't need these blinders anymore, I'm ready to stampede
CHORUS ONE
An acre of grass, a jungle full of blow / A river of whiskey to wash me down that road / I've been tied down too long, I finally broke my chains / This train is screamin' from the station headed for the open range
VERSE TWO
This world is full of pleasures and I aim to find a few / I never saw how much I missed by stayin' here with you / I've got my cake - I eat it too, That's a-gettin' stale / I'm tossin' caution to the wind, I just rolled out my sail
CHORUS TWO
An acre of grass, a mountain full of pills / a river of whiskey, still can't get my fill / I've been tied down too long, I finally broke my chains / This train is screamin' from the station headed for the open range.
VERSE THREE
Since I hopped this crazy train, I've been livin' awful rough / Sometimes too much of anything can become not quite enough / I've sipped of life from many cups - I've gulped from many more / I hope I'm still a-guzzlin' when life sweeps me out that door
CHORUS THREE
An acre of grass, a mountain full of pills / A river of whiskey and I still can't get my fill / I've been tied down too long, I finally broke my chains / This train is screamin' from the station headed for the open range
An acre of grass, a jungle full of blow / A river of whiskey to wash me down that road / I've been tied down too long, I finally broke my chains / This train is screamin' from the station headed for the open range
This train is screamin' from the station, and I've got myself to blame.
- Scotty 'Scrapiron' Johnson: Guest Noodlin' (B-Bender through Brownface Fender Vibrolux - No pedals)
-Lil' Georgie 'Big Pianist' Jennings: Piano