WHISKEY FLASK
Well I’m goin’ up this track bring my whiskey flask back / I’m tired of livin’ this way
Train forty five just as sure as you’re alive / When that whistle blows, that whistle blows on time
Always on time
Well I’m goin’ up that track, got these tears in my eye, / Tryin’ ta read a letter from my home
If this train runs right I’ll see my friends tomorrow night / And a thousand miles from my home
And I hear that lonesome whistle blow
Well I’m going up this road got no shoes on my feet, / Blisters from my heel to my toe
If I don’t get a ride, I’ll just walk it off in stride / When that wind blows, that wind blows so cruel,
And I hear it whistlin’ a tune.
fell into Days n' Daze when I was travelling, thanks to some of my road dogs. I don't have that freedom anymore but I feel a piece of it Everytime I listen to their music. love y'all! thefool309