New Time Zone (Larry W. Jones 03/07/2007) (song#4501) I saw a big eight wheeler comin’ down the track With the whistle blowin’ and a flamin’ stack And it was travelin’ on, to a new time zone That was all I had to see, and it called to me My new home, you see, is a hundred box cars long And I’m travelin’ on, to some new time zone Now, that woman of mine and I were doin’ fine But she got to drinkin’ a little too much wine And talkin’ on the phone, until the early dawn I didn’t know it then, but it was not her kin She done her daddy wrong, and I’m now long gone I’m in my new home, a hundred box cars long I asked the engineer nice, blow the whistle twice So she can hear it moan, as I’m travelin’ on Now, all you guys at home who’s payin’ the price For a two timin’ woman who’s love is cold as ice Better take my advice and treat the engineer nice In your new found home, a hundred box cars long I gave no regard stoppin’ at the switchin’ yard I’m through with bein’ hitched, my heart is scarred And I’m travelin’ on, to some new time zone I hopped a big eight wheeler comin’ down the track With the whistle blowin’ and a flamin’ stack Now I’m a-travelin’ on, to a new time zone Travelin’ on, to a new time zone Travelin’ on, to a new time zone Travelin’ on… Kingwood Kowboy
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