Grey Hound or a Slow Train
Black marks out the driveway
Footprint on the door
U-Haul trucks have burned the path
Across the front lawn
No shoes in the closet
Empty dresser drawers
Even a fool like me could see that girl is gone
I just hope she's on
A grey hound or a slow train
Maybe broke down on a back road in a hard rain
There ain't no chance to run her down
Change her mind and turn it all around
If she's one way on an airplane
Riding shotgun in a Mustang
In a fast lane
Lord, I pray
She's on a grey hound or a slow train
Like a midnight streak of lighting
Or a bullet from a gun
In a flash, just like that
She was here but now she's not
I guess once her mind's made up
Red lights don't mean a thing
She's out of here in over-gear, and she ain't about to stop
I'm hopin' that she caught a grey hound or a slow train
Maybe broke down on a back road in a hard rain
There ain't no chance to run her down
Change her might and turn it all around
If she's one way on an airplane
Riding shotgun in a Mustang
In a fast lane
Lord, I pray
She's on a grey hound or a slow train
What I'd give for some kind of signal
Maybe a puff of smoke or a lonesome whistle
It sure ain't lookin' good for me
Unless she's on a grey hound or a slow train
Maybe broke down on a back road in a hard, hard rain
There ain't no chance
To run her down, change her mind
And turn it all around
If she's one way on an airplane
Riding shotgun in a Mustang
In a fast lane
Lord, I pray
She's on a grey hound or a slow train
Slow train
Footprint on the door
U-Haul trucks have burned the path
Across the front lawn
No shoes in the closet
Empty dresser drawers
Even a fool like me could see that girl is gone
I just hope she's on
A grey hound or a slow train
Maybe broke down on a back road in a hard rain
There ain't no chance to run her down
Change her mind and turn it all around
If she's one way on an airplane
Riding shotgun in a Mustang
In a fast lane
Lord, I pray
She's on a grey hound or a slow train
Like a midnight streak of lighting
Or a bullet from a gun
In a flash, just like that
She was here but now she's not
I guess once her mind's made up
Red lights don't mean a thing
She's out of here in over-gear, and she ain't about to stop
I'm hopin' that she caught a grey hound or a slow train
Maybe broke down on a back road in a hard rain
There ain't no chance to run her down
Change her might and turn it all around
If she's one way on an airplane
Riding shotgun in a Mustang
In a fast lane
Lord, I pray
She's on a grey hound or a slow train
What I'd give for some kind of signal
Maybe a puff of smoke or a lonesome whistle
It sure ain't lookin' good for me
Unless she's on a grey hound or a slow train
Maybe broke down on a back road in a hard, hard rain
There ain't no chance
To run her down, change her mind
And turn it all around
If she's one way on an airplane
Riding shotgun in a Mustang
In a fast lane
Lord, I pray
She's on a grey hound or a slow train
Slow train
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Writer(s): James Brown, Shane Minor, Philip O Donnell, Tyler Booth
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