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Travis Tritt Miscellaneous Dixie Flyer (Susan Longacre/Jim Photoglo/Russell Smith) Well the first thing I remember is the smell of burnin' cinders And the sound of that old whistle on the wind I always wondered where the train was going But I never cared at all where it had been Yeah the first chance I got, I was gone like a shot Following that old dream of mine My only desire was to catch that flyer And ride it to the end of the line My life is like a Dixie Flyer She don't ever look back So pour on the coal Let the good times roll Till the train runs out of track Full speed ahead no I ain't stoppin' yet I feel that drivin' wheel down in my soul I been some places where the train don't stop Some places where the train don't even go Yeah some are satisfied just to sit on the side And watch as the trains roll by That ain't me, there's too much to see Gonna roll until the day that I die My life is like a Dixie Flyer She don't ever look back So pour on the coal Let the good times roll Till the train runs out of track Till the train runs out of track Till the train runs out of track |
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