Catch the breeze off a young jack pan
Hear the whistling of a far -off train
And the steel shaking softly
puts a warmth in my veins
Steppin' back in my old rust trap
I miss the road like the tub's miscapped
Talk is cheap, I've heard it spoke
Well, a lot of people gotta be broke
So I don't want to tell you nothing,
Everybody does so much talking,
Maybe love's something less
A little more, I'm feelin' desperate
We can talk about the things we'll do
If we know we'll never get
around to carryin' through
I take a chance on the radio
Feel my head spinnin' out of control
More trash seeping from my dash
Stale thoughts with a polish rehashed
So I don't wanna tell you nothing
Everybody does so much talking
I sat down tonight and wrote some lines
You can call it what you like
So I don't want to tell you
Everybody does so much talkin'
I'm waiting for a little something
So I don't wanna tell you