Well, he's squealing around the bend, tracks are getting near
Gotta beat it to the crossing before he gets to town
Got his V-8 engine buzzing like a hive
Well, he wrote his baby a letter when he was in pain
Gotta catch that mail train, just to stay alive
Run your Chevy down the highway, doing 95
Gotta catch that mail train, gotta flag it down, roll on boy
Well, he's gotta drop that letter, gotta catch that train
Got to keep that whistle humming, keep it to the ground
Well, the roaring of the engine, passing in his ear
Well, he told his little baby, "Don't wanna see you again"
