Church Of Level Track I was drunk as hell with a friend way back Down by Scotts Addition off a mainline track He said what was on his mind like I'd never heard it Then in come this train called the 170 I heard it air up then felt it pull They say that rain on the face cuts when you deserve it
And I sat and I thought All that ain't right is over for at least tonight And if I die trying now I won't die wondering How life could have turned out
Well, that train hauled ass and made good time Down past Rocky Mount on that old seaboard line My friend just slept and I sat there silent I had some whiskey and some smokes and time to think it all out It made sense this whole heading south Sometimes it's best to slow your pace when you can't control it
And I sat and I thought All that ain't right is over for at least tonight And if I die trying now I won't die wondering How life could have turned out
Down in Jacksonville the train broke up My legs were stiff I thought I'd walk it off My friend faced west and mentioned Pensacola I did the truck stop deal and preyed on four wheels Sat on my bag and heard a j-break scream I saw my face in a window and I thought I know him
And I sat and I thought Although it ain't right I'm not heading home tonight And if I die thinking right here, I won't die wondering How life could have turned out