my baby thinks he's a train
Singer: cash, rosanne
it's three a.m. in the morning
the train whistle is blowin'
it sounds like some lonesome song got in my soul
in my soul
my baby split blank and he won't be back no more
my baby thinks he's a train
he makes his whistle stop
then he's gone again
sometimes it's hard on a poor girl's brain
a poor girl's brain
i'm tellin' you
boys
my baby thinks he's a train. locomotion's the way he moves. he drags me 'round just like an old caboose
i'm tellin' you
girls
that man's insane
my baby thinks he's a train
choo
choo rages on
train sound
it's the noise that you hear when my baby hits town
with his long hair flyin'
man
he's hard to take
what you s'posed to do when your baby thinks he's a train?
he eats money like a train eats coal
he burns it up and leaves you in the smoke
if you wanna catch a ride
you wait till he unwinds
he's just like a train
he always gives some tramp a ride
locomotion's the way he moves
he drags me 'round just like an old caboose
i'm tellin' you
girls
that man's insane
my baby thinks he's a train