I'm longing to ride on a freight train
And pull a slouch hat
Down low on my ears
I'm yearning to leave
This old town on the fly
And lose all my troubles and cares
In this day of the airplane and highways
The slow way is sometimes the best
So I'm longing to ride on a freight train
And be a good old American guest
Well, the pressures of life they got to me
And they got down way deep in my soul
I'm tired of the rat-race
Wanna go back to the slow pace
And hear a fast freight rattle and roll
I wanna live out my days like a hobo
And take myself that long-needed rest
I'm longing to ride on a freight train
And be a good old American guest
I want to live off the land
That I love and I've labored for
And spend a few days headed west
I'm longing to ride on a freight train
And be a good old American guest
I want to live off the land
That I love and I've labored for
And spend a few days headed west
I'm longing to ride on a freight train
And be a good old American guest
Yes, I'm longing to ride
On a freight train
And be a good old American guest
I want to live off the land
That I love and I've labored for
And spend a few days headed west
I'm longing to ride on a freight train
And be a good old American guest