What I feel is like an old freight train

Five miles long in the pouring rain

Rolling out of Detroit loaded up with shiny cars

And I'm sitting in a Cadillac smoking on a big cigar

What I feel's like an engine room

Open MY DOOR GET A WHIFF OF perfume

LOOK AT that diesel burning up the atmosphere

When you hear me blow honey BABE know I'm NEAR



CHORUS:

Well I'm going down to Lincoln town

Turn your pretty little head around

Take the next train outward bound

Carry you out of Lincoln town



I'M GETTIN' ON my home is with you

There ain't no town or city will do

I need a rolling partner TO CARRY me down the line

and I'm a-comin' into Lincoln town baby right on time

Well love is like an automobile

or maybe a freight train DEPENDS on how you feel

Big wheels rolling BABY TIL that engine WHINES

ON rubber or steel honey baby I don't mind



CHORUS



When you see that old black smoke

You know it's time to pack you a POKE

Meet me at the station about a quarter to nine

You can ride in my Cadillac OR honey you can RACK the blinds



CHORUS TWICE

Well I'm going down to Lincoln town

Turn your pretty little head around

Take the next train SOUTHWARD bound

Carry you out of Lincoln town