We're talking Tupelo was about a fast train. Headed toward the world like a mad hurricane. When he finally hit the ground, he tore us all apart. He was born to be a light in the dark.
Written by Marty Stuart and Allen Shamblin. . We're talking Tupelo was about a fast train. Headed toward the world like a mad hurricane. When he finally hit the ground, he tore us all apart.
Goin' down to muscle shoals where the swamp water rhythm flows. Live the only way I know I'm just a common man. Headed down to Texas way where the honky-tonk heroes play.
There's a big black train. I've been hearing all my life. Every night, at sundown. I hear its lonesome cry. . When I look through the screen door. I see a rocking chair.
There's a big black train. I've been hearing all my life. Every night, at sundown. I hear its lonesome cry. . When I look through the screen door. I see a rocking chair.