[Intro] (Roll on, roll on) (Roll on, roll on) (verse1) Welllll— I hopped that midnight rail, boys, first time in years, Had a suitcase fulla trouble and a heart fulla tears. Train wheels moanin’, smoke rollin’ black, Everybody on that sleeper had a monkey on they back! (pre-chorus1) Riding this midnight flyer (heading nowhere fast) Riding this midnight flyer (heading nowhere fast) Got no suitcase, just a heartache meant to last (Meant to last) (chorus1) Ohhhh, shake it now! Blow that sorrow down! We sang so loud in the moonlight haze, Nearly shook that whole dang train! (verse2) There was a waitress, cryin’ over a man, A tired old soldier with a bottle in his hand, Young kid in the corner sayin’ life ain’t fair, But when that rhythm got jumpin’, Lord, nobody cared! (pre-chorus2) Saw a man with a trumpet (horn all bent and brown) Saw a man with a trumpet (horn all bent and brown) He blew a note so lonesome, it shook the whole train down (Shook it down) (chorus2) Yeahhhh! Rock that rattlin’ line! Pain been ridin’ with us Since nineteen-Eighty-seven! (verse3) I said, “Conductor! Don’t stop this train! We got too much hurt and too much pain!” Then I stomped my feet and I clapped my hands, Turned that sad ol’ carriage into a swingin’ band! (pre-chorus3) Woman in the corner (crying 'bout her rent) Woman in the corner (crying 'bout her rent) Spent her last nickel, now her spirit's spent (All her spirit's spent) (chorus3) Awwww, blow it, boys! Let that engine cry! If your soul’s been busted, Tonight you testify! (bridge) Saxophone screamin’ like a sinner set free, Old ladies laughin’ and dancin’ with me, Somebody hollered, “Brother, sing one more!” So I shook the ceiling and I roared and roared! (pre-chorus4) Then the brakeman started whistling (tapping on his shoe) The brakeman started whistling (tapping on his shoe) Said we all got the same low-down, lonesome blues (Lonesome blues) (chorus4) Now the moon kept glowin’ on the railroad track, And for a little while, nobody looked back. All them scars and blues we carried inside, Got buried in the rhythm of that midnight ride. (pre-chorus5) I stood up and hollered (blow that horn some more) I stood up and hollered (blow that horn some more) We’re gonna stomp our troubles right through the wooden floor (Right through the floor) (chorus5) Welllll, I came on board feelin’ broken and strange, But music on the rails can rearrange ya. So if your heart gets heavy and your spirit feels sore— Catch that night train, brother… and holler some more! (pre-chorus6) Don't need no destination (don't need no fancy bed) Don't need no destination (don't need no fancy bed) Just this boogie rhythm ringing in my head (In my head) [Outro] (Roll on, roll on) Let the whistle blow (Roll on, roll on) Let the whistle blow Ain't nobody crying on this train no more (No more) (No more)
