Daddy worked the mines, Mama worked the nights

Guess I learned early how to sleep under neon lights

The small town preacher said, "Son, you best behave."

But I was drawing map lines to the life I'd never save

First taste of whiskey in a Walmart parking lot

Heartbreak in a Chevy with the windows full of fog

Every bad decision got a tattoo on my name

Now I'm ridin' through my twenties like a runaway train

I've burned some bridges, I've missed some calls

I've lost good women, and I've pissed off God

But I keep on rollin', can't kill this flame

If you ever felt lost, then you know my name

I'm on a crazy train, runnin' off the tracks again

Broken hearts and empty tanks, but I still ain't givin' in

Got a Bible in the glove box, demons in my brain

Angel on my shoulder sayin', "Boy, you gotta change"

But I'm a hard-headed sinner with a jukebox vein

Singin' "whoa-oh, whoa-oh" on this crazy train

I've ghosted good jobs for a Friday night show

Chased a one-hit dream down a two-lane road

Paid rent late, just to fill that tank

'Cause a hundred dollar crowd still feels like a bank

Mom calls cryin', says, "You're worryin' me sick"

But she hums along every time I send a new clip

My ex found Jesus, my buddy found coke

I just found out I'm the punchline and the joke

I'm scared of quiet, I'm scared of still

'Cause that's when my heart starts talkin' too real

So I drown my doubts in smoke and sound

If you ever felt numb, you can sing this loud

I'm on a crazy train, runnin' off the tracks again

Broken hearts and empty tanks, but I still ain't givin' in

Got a Bible in the glove box, demons in my brain

Angel on my shoulder sayin', "Boy, you gotta change"

But I'm a hard-headed sinner with a jukebox vein

Singin' "whoa-oh, whoa-oh" on this crazy train

If you're messed up, if you feel strange

Welcome aboard, there's room on this train

We're all a little wild, we're all a little insane

Singin' "whoa-oh, whoa-oh" on this crazy train

One day I'll slow down, that's what I say

Get a little house, a dog, maybe learn to pray

But I keep fallin' for the late-night lights

For the barroom confessions and the wrong-time rights

There's a girl in the front row, singin' every line

Says, "Your broken little story sounds a whole lot like mine"

We ain't really damaged, we're just tryin' to cope

Turnin' all our scars into outlaw hope

We've lost some battles, we've won a few

We got debts and doubts and pasts we outgrew

But we keep on rollin', hearts half-tamed

If you ever felt alone, you ain't anymore, friend

'Cause we're a crazy train, runnin' off the tracks again

Broken hearts and empty tanks, but we still ain't givin' in

Got a Bible in the glove box, demons in our brain

Angel on our shoulder sayin', "Y'all can still change"

We're hard-headed sinners with jukebox veins

Singin' "whoa-oh, whoa-oh" on this crazy train

Here's to the sleepless, the black-sheep believers

The nine-to-five dreamers and barroom preachers

To everyone who's ever heard, "You won't be nothin', son"

But still wakes up whisperin', "Hell yeah, I ain't done"

I'm on a crazy train...

But I ain't ashamed...

Every wrong turn, every heartbreak

Put a little more soul in the songs I make

I'm on a crazy train, runnin' off the tracks again

Broken hearts and empty tanks, but I still ain't givin' in

Got a Bible in the glove box, demons in my brain

Angel on my shoulder sayin', "Boy, you gotta change"

But 'til that day comes, I'll be ridin' this lane

Singin' "whoa-oh, whoa-oh" on this crazy train

Yeah, if you're a little lost, a little bruised, a little strange...

Slide on down to the last car,

We're all ridin' the same crazy train.