My hand holds a bottle of wine in Oklahoma in a bar alongside the railroad tracks
I'm a waitin' for a train to Waksahatchie
And when ole gets a goin' ole goin' ain't comin' back
Well she easy gotta laugh it up or cry it down
When love goes wrong there ain't no middle ground
My baby's started movin' on another track
And when ole gets a goin' ole goin' ain't comin' back

Of course I laugh the most when I'm drinkin'
Cause when I'm sober my future looks mighty black
And these old shoes are beggin' to scratch some gravel
And when ole gets a goin' ole goin' ain't comin' back
Well she easy gotta laugh it up...
And when ole gets a goin' ole goin' ain't comin' back