Musiq Soulchild - Dixie Flyer lyrics
[Musiq Soulchild - Dixie Flyer lyrics]
So pour on the coal
Let the good times roll 'til the
Train runs out of the track
Well, the first thing I remember is
The smell of burnin' cinders
And the sound of that ol' whistle on the wind
I always wondered where the train was goin'
But, I never cared at all where it had been
Well, the first chance I got
I was gone like a shot
Following that ol' green line
Only desire was to catch that flyer
Right until the end of the line
My life is like a dixiе flyer
She don't evеr look back
So pour on the coal, let the good times roll
'Til the train runs out of the track
Well, it's full speed ahead
And I ain't stoppin' yet
I feel that way down in my soul
I've been some places where
The train don't stop
Some places where the train don't even go
Well, some are satisfied just to
Sit on the side
And watch as the trains roll by
But in me, there's just too much to see
On the road until the day that I die
My life is like a dixie flyer
She don't ever look back
So pour on the coal, let the good times roll
'Til the train runs out of the track
My life is like a dixie flyer
She don't ever look back
So pour on the coal, let the good times roll
'Til the train runs out of the track
'Til the train runs out of the track
'Til the train runs out of the track
Let the good times roll 'til the
Train runs out of the track
Well, the first thing I remember is
The smell of burnin' cinders
And the sound of that ol' whistle on the wind
I always wondered where the train was goin'
But, I never cared at all where it had been
Well, the first chance I got
I was gone like a shot
Following that ol' green line
Only desire was to catch that flyer
Right until the end of the line
My life is like a dixiе flyer
She don't evеr look back
So pour on the coal, let the good times roll
'Til the train runs out of the track
Well, it's full speed ahead
And I ain't stoppin' yet
I feel that way down in my soul
I've been some places where
The train don't stop
Some places where the train don't even go
Well, some are satisfied just to
Sit on the side
And watch as the trains roll by
But in me, there's just too much to see
On the road until the day that I die
My life is like a dixie flyer
She don't ever look back
So pour on the coal, let the good times roll
'Til the train runs out of the track
My life is like a dixie flyer
She don't ever look back
So pour on the coal, let the good times roll
'Til the train runs out of the track
'Til the train runs out of the track
'Til the train runs out of the track