| Rocky Top Flyer Words & Music: Barry Lee Harwood Here’s another song about a screamin’ locomotive, folks call it the Rocky Top Flyer I got my hand on the throttle of this screamin’ hunk’a metal and I’m settin’ the tracks on fire My woman left town with my ol’ hound dog; headed for that L.A. smog And I’ll admit, I don’t miss that woman but I sure do miss my dog I don’t know what I said, I don’t know what I done; could it be she found another man? I reckon ridin’ the rails from sun to sun wasn’t part of her original plan Cause she sho’ left town with my ol’ hound dog; headed for that L.A. smog And I’ll admit I don’t miss that woman but I sho’ do miss my dog Alabama railway, Continental Trailway - I’m’a huntin’ my huntin’ dog I may just have to drive this train right into that L.A. smog Yeah, my woman skipped town with my ol’ hound dog - headed for that L.A. smog And I’ll admit, I don’t miss that woman but I sure do miss my dog |
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