Feel like an old railroad man Ridin’ out on the bluemont line Hummin’ along old dominion blues Not much to see and not much left to lose And i know i can walk along the tracks It may take a little longer but i’ll know How to find my way back
I feel like an old railroad man Who’s really tried the best that he can To make his life add up to something good But this engine no longer burns on wood And i guess i may never understand The times that i live in Are not made for a railroad man
I feel like an old railroad man Getting on board at the end of an age The station’s empty and the whistle blows Things are faster now And this train is just too slow And i know i can walk along the tracks It may take a little longer but i’ll know How to find my way back
I always had a roof above me, I always paid the rent And I’ve never set foot inside a tent I couldn’t build a fire to save my life I lied about being the outdoor type
Well, I’ve never slept out underneath the stars The closest that I came to that was one time in my car Broke down for an hour in the suburbs at night I lied about being the outdoor type
Too scared to let you know that you knew what you were looking for I lied until I fit the bill, God bless the great indoors I lied about being the outdoor type Never owned a sleeping bag, let alone a mountain bike
No, I can’t go away with you on a rock-climbing weekend What if something’s on TV that’s never shown again? It’s just as well I’m not invited, as I’m afraid of heights I lied about being the outdoor type
Never learned to swim, can’t grow a beard, or even fight I lied about being the outdoor type.