"Amtrak" lyrics

"Amtrak"

She's Amtrak and ain't coming back
She's Amtrak and ain't coming back
She took everything she wanted in an old gunny sack
She's Amtrak and ain't coming back

My baby wears them spike heeled boots
My honey wears those high-heeled boots
She wears them black leather boots
Lord, she tied me up and turned me loose
She's leaving on that new river train

She's Amtrak and ain't coming back
She's Amtrak and ain't coming back
She took everything she wanted in an old gunny sack
She's Amtrak and ain't coming back

She used to be my hot hippy honey
Oh, and I was her natural man
Then all our troubles got started
When I joined up with this hillbilly band

I started staying out all hours of the night
And winding up drunk and in jail
The last thing she said through them cold iron bars was
"This time, I won't go your bail"

She's Amtrak and ain't coming back, lordly lord
She's Amtrak and ain't coming back
I guess she might have stayed here if I'd cut some slack
She's Amtrak and ain't coming back

She's Amtrak and ain't coming back, lordly lord
She's Amtrak and ain't coming back
I guess she might have stayed here if I'd cut some slack
She's Amtrak and ain't coming back
Adios, honey!


Thanks to johnc2wa for adding these lyrics.
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