Iron Rail

Well I woke my head up moaning on the motel floor Got that old maid knocking, hoping she don’t knock no more And I’m feeeeling I’m feeling kind of low Gonna load that van up, run it off the old tight road Gonna throw my hands up, cause I ain’t at the wheel no more And I’m feeeeeling, I’m feeling like the head is the tail, now the head is the tail Im choking on my own smoke trail Better run, better run but you’re good as done My fate be an iron rail, my fate be an iron rail So it goes, so it goes and just keeps going, Shoveling the rich black coal Well the brakeman must’ve missed that whistle blowing, Just screaming as your own back Toils And I’m feeeeeling at the end of my rope Well a tic tac toe at a window seat, strumming on the old banjo Well a couch that folds is a reason to cheat, a reason only no one knows And I’m feeeeeling, I’m feeling like the head is the tail, now the head is the tail Im choking on my own smoke trail Better run, better run but you’re good as done My fate be an iron rail, my fate be an iron rail Well I got….that notion. To jump out the skin I wore Set fire to that ocean, walking through my own back door And I’m feeeeeling, I’m feeling like the head is the tail, now the head is the tail Im choking on my own smoke trail Better run, better run but you’re good as done My fate be an iron rail, my fate be an iron rail