Travis Tritt
Dixie Flyer

Well the first thing I remember
Was the smell of burnin' cinders
And the sound of that old whistle on the wind
I always wondered where the train was goin'
But I never cared at all where it had been.

Yeah, the first chance I got I was gone like a shot
Followin that old dream of mine
My only desire was to, catch that flyer
And ride it to the end of the line.

Chorus:
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.

--- Instrumental ---

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.

Chorus:
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.
Yeah, Till the train runs out of track..

--- Long Instrumental to fade ---


Mirror lyrics:

--- Long Instrumental to fade ---

Yeah, Till the train runs out of track..
Till the train runs out of track.

Till the train runs out of track.
Let the good times roll
So pour on the coal
She don't ever look back
My life is like a Dixie Flyer
Chorus:

Gonna roll until the day that I die.
That ain't me, there's too much to see
And watch as the trains roll by
Yeah, some are satisfied just to sit on the side

Some places where the train don't even go.
I been some places where the train don't stop
I feel that drivin' wheel down in my soul
Full speed ahead, no I ain't stoppin' yet

--- Instrumental ---

Till the train runs out of track.
Let the good times roll
So pour on the coal
She don't ever look back
My life is like a Dixie Flyer
Chorus:

And ride it to the end of the line.
My only desire was to, catch that flyer
Followin that old dream of mine
Yeah, the first chance I got I was gone like a shot

But I never cared at all where it had been.
I always wondered where the train was goin'
And the sound of that old whistle on the wind
Was the smell of burnin' cinders
Well the first thing I remember


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