Ridin´ on a hurt train, making tracks
Ridin´ on a hurt train, there ain´t no turnin´ back
I´m out here on a hurt train, the moanin´ of the rails

Seems like a sad song, last call farewell
A hundred tons of cold steel rustin´ in the rain
The singin´ of the rollin´ wheels are callin´ out her name
The whistle keeps blowin´ that high lonesome sound
It tells me where I´m goin´ is gonna be a long way down
Ridin´ on a hurt train, making tracks
Ridin´ on a hurt train, there ain´t no turnin´ back
I´m out here on a hurt train, the moanin´ of the rails
Seems like a sad song, last call farewell
Now here I sit loaded wondering what went wrong
The whiskey I can hold it, I just don´t know how long
A hundred tons of cold steel rustin´ in the rain
The singin´ of the rollin´ wheels are callin´ out her name

Ridin´ on a hurt train, making tracks
Ridin´ on a hurt train, there ain´t no turnin´ back
I´m out here on a hurt train, the moanin´ of the rails
Seems like a sad song, last call farewell
Ain´t no turnin´ back
No turnin´ back, no turning back
Oh, I´m gonna miss you baby please