1 4 I woke up this mornin' in the back of my Chevy again. 5 As broke and alone as I think that I ever have been.
No matter how I play these big city games I can't win. 1 Goin' back where a man still has meanin' and a friend is a friend.
1 Give me a long, slow movin' freight train. 4 1 Don't want no fast, high flyin' airplane. 6m 4 Sing me a slow, lonesome old love song, 5 1 Before too long, I'll be long gone.
Gonna pack up my suitcase and call up a few friends I know. And I'll saddle that Chevy and drive her 'till she just won't go. Then I'll catch me a slow freight that's headed for God only knows. And forget all this livin' too fast and dyin' too slow.