Letra da Música Engine 4444 de Rod Stewart

As company was down in alabama
Found a place to lay my plane
Lay my plane, plane, plane
I'm cutting my head at the break of day
To get my boiler fired by eight
Fired by eight o'clock, so short, yeah!
Thought I knew every curve in the track?
Thought I knew engine 4444?

Was early rolling from the alabam yard
The day which was clouded with fog
Clouded with fog, was clouded with fog
You could not see a thing
Was early rolling on the alabam yard
The day which was clouded with fog
Ooh, ooh!

We made good time around the curve
And the piston to the floor had burned out
Oh, the piston's burning, burning, sure can't fit, yeah!
We knew by now that those fellows left a trail of track

That was waiting and that gave beneath us
Gave beneath us, and that gave beneath us
And that gave beneath us
Thought I knew every curve in the track?
Thought I knew engine 4444?

Was early rolling from the alaman yard
But judgement took their lives?
Them all but me!
Judgement took their lives?
Them all but me!

Was early rolling from the alabam yard
But judgement took their lives?
Them all but me!
Ooh, ooh!

Thought I knew every curve in the track, so well?
Thought I knew engine 4444?

Early rolling down between the lines
Between the lines like diamond joe
Diamond joe, diamond joe, they all die now!
Early rolling down between the lines
Between the lines like diamond joe

Oh!
Early rolling down between the lines
Between the lines like diamond joe

Right!