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