Night Train (feat. Austin Martin)

Well I'm a country outlaw hitching on a one-way night train It feels like murder, it feels like murder Well, I can hear the whistle blowing through the backwoods, all the same It feels like murder. It must be murder Well, Johnny went and got himself a rotten egg With the clothes on his back and a shotgun gauge It was up in Montana where the peaceful pray And Johnny fucked around and caught himself a case You can only hide out for oh so long Before your luck runs out and it's the end of your song Better pull yourself together when your country's strong You're living life on the proper side of that gun Well I'm a country outlaw hitching on a one-way night train It feels like murder It feels like murder Well, I can hear the whistle blowing through the backwoods, all the same It feels like murder. It must be murder I got murder on my mind at the drop off a dime With a six shooter locked and loaded strap to my side If you try to mess with mine I'll take your life And dump ya countryside youll be fed to swine I been gone for a long time, ain't coming home My mama raised a rebel son, I'm bad to the bone See my family name on a couple of graves That'll never be me, no sir, no way Don't tread on me, we can meet at high noon On an old dirt road outside the saloon You gamble with your sword, boy, that's the bad bet Like five shots in and Russian roulette Well, I'm a country outlaw, hitching on a one-way night train It feels like murder, it feels like murder Well I can hear the whistle blowing through the backwoods all the same It feels like murder, it must be murder Well, I'm a country outlaw, hitching on a one-way night train It feels like murder, it feels like murder Well I can hear the whistle blowing through the backwoods all the same It feels like murder, it must be murder