Merle Haggard — Good Old American Guest

[Verse] Well, I'm longing to ride on a freight train Pull a slouch hat down low on my ears I'm yearning to leave this old town on the fly And lose all my troubles and cares [Verse] In this day of airplanes and highways Hey the slow way is sometimes the best I'm longing to ride on a freight train And be a good old American guest [Chorus] Yes I want to live on the land that I've loved and I've labored for And spend a few days headed west I'm longing to ride on a freight train And be a good old American guest [Verse] Well, the pressures of life they got to me And they got down deep in my soul I'm tired of the rat-race, want to go back to the slow pace And hear a fast freight rattle and roll [Verse] I want to live out my days like a hobo And take myself that long-needed rest I'm longing to ride on a freight train And be a good old American guest [Chorus] Yes I want to live on the land that I've loved and I've labored for And spend a few days headed west I'm longing to ride on a freight train And be a good old American guest