| Song | Midnight Train |
| Artist | Garth Brooks |
| Album | Man Against Machine |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Worn out vacant motel sign | |
| Run down bedroom 209 | |
| Tonight that’s where I’ll try to find | |
| Some rest | |
| Whiskey bottle on the floor | |
| King James Bible from the drawer | |
| Neither won but lord they’ve done their best | |
| They can’t stop the thought of you | |
| Like a freight train passing through | |
| Feel the rumbling | |
| Hear the roar | |
| My heart it crumbles | |
| Like a thousand nights before | |
| And the driving rain of a midnight train passing through | |
| The wheels are turning in my soul | |
| Her memory’s burning black as coal | |
| It’s like I’m chained to a midnight train passing through | |
| All night long | |
| Til it’s dawn | |
| Then she’s gone | |
| Heatwaves on the rolling hills | |
| Rise like ghosts of love that’s dead | |
| Haunt this lonesome highway of regret | |
| Can’t slow down I can’t look back | |
| Until this train runs out of track | |
| You can’t outrun that one you can’t forget | |
| It’s like I’m frozen in this dream | |
| While she’s slowly gaining speed | |
| Feel the rumbling | |
| Hear the roar | |
| My heart it crumbles | |
| Like a thousand nights before | |
| And the driving rain of a midnight train passing through | |
| The wheels are turning in my soul | |
| Her memory’s burning black as coal | |
| It’s like I’m chained to a midnight train passing through | |
| All night long | |
| Til it’s dawn | |
| Then she’s gone | |
| Feel the rumbling | |
| Hear the roar | |
| My heart it crumbles | |
| Like a thousand nights before | |
| And the driving rain of a midnight train passing through | |
| The wheels are turning in my soul | |
| Her memory’s burning black as coal | |
| It’s like I’m chained to a midnight train passing through | |
| All night long | |
| Til it’s dawn | |
| Then she’s gone |
| Worn out vacant motel sign | |
| Run down bedroom 209 | |
| Tonight that' s where I' ll try to find | |
| Some rest | |
| Whiskey bottle on the floor | |
| King James Bible from the drawer | |
| Neither won but lord they' ve done their best | |
| They can' t stop the thought of you | |
| Like a freight train passing through | |
| Feel the rumbling | |
| Hear the roar | |
| My heart it crumbles | |
| Like a thousand nights before | |
| And the driving rain of a midnight train passing through | |
| The wheels are turning in my soul | |
| Her memory' s burning black as coal | |
| It' s like I' m chained to a midnight train passing through | |
| All night long | |
| Til it' s dawn | |
| Then she' s gone | |
| Heatwaves on the rolling hills | |
| Rise like ghosts of love that' s dead | |
| Haunt this lonesome highway of regret | |
| Can' t slow down I can' t look back | |
| Until this train runs out of track | |
| You can' t outrun that one you can' t forget | |
| It' s like I' m frozen in this dream | |
| While she' s slowly gaining speed | |
| Feel the rumbling | |
| Hear the roar | |
| My heart it crumbles | |
| Like a thousand nights before | |
| And the driving rain of a midnight train passing through | |
| The wheels are turning in my soul | |
| Her memory' s burning black as coal | |
| It' s like I' m chained to a midnight train passing through | |
| All night long | |
| Til it' s dawn | |
| Then she' s gone | |
| Feel the rumbling | |
| Hear the roar | |
| My heart it crumbles | |
| Like a thousand nights before | |
| And the driving rain of a midnight train passing through | |
| The wheels are turning in my soul | |
| Her memory' s burning black as coal | |
| It' s like I' m chained to a midnight train passing through | |
| All night long | |
| Til it' s dawn | |
| Then she' s gone |
| Worn out vacant motel sign | |
| Run down bedroom 209 | |
| Tonight that' s where I' ll try to find | |
| Some rest | |
| Whiskey bottle on the floor | |
| King James Bible from the drawer | |
| Neither won but lord they' ve done their best | |
| They can' t stop the thought of you | |
| Like a freight train passing through | |
| Feel the rumbling | |
| Hear the roar | |
| My heart it crumbles | |
| Like a thousand nights before | |
| And the driving rain of a midnight train passing through | |
| The wheels are turning in my soul | |
| Her memory' s burning black as coal | |
| It' s like I' m chained to a midnight train passing through | |
| All night long | |
| Til it' s dawn | |
| Then she' s gone | |
| Heatwaves on the rolling hills | |
| Rise like ghosts of love that' s dead | |
| Haunt this lonesome highway of regret | |
| Can' t slow down I can' t look back | |
| Until this train runs out of track | |
| You can' t outrun that one you can' t forget | |
| It' s like I' m frozen in this dream | |
| While she' s slowly gaining speed | |
| Feel the rumbling | |
| Hear the roar | |
| My heart it crumbles | |
| Like a thousand nights before | |
| And the driving rain of a midnight train passing through | |
| The wheels are turning in my soul | |
| Her memory' s burning black as coal | |
| It' s like I' m chained to a midnight train passing through | |
| All night long | |
| Til it' s dawn | |
| Then she' s gone | |
| Feel the rumbling | |
| Hear the roar | |
| My heart it crumbles | |
| Like a thousand nights before | |
| And the driving rain of a midnight train passing through | |
| The wheels are turning in my soul | |
| Her memory' s burning black as coal | |
| It' s like I' m chained to a midnight train passing through | |
| All night long | |
| Til it' s dawn | |
| Then she' s gone |