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Crazy Train
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Crazy Train foi lançado em 15 de junho de 2026 por Bob Rust como parte do álbum When It Rains It Pours
15 de junho de 2026
EditoraBob Rust
IdiomaEnglish
BPM80
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Vídeo de música

Vídeo de música

Letra

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.
Written by: Derrol Woolcock
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