Loco Howl

Loco Howl (C) 2016 Chris Okunbor

She’s gearin’ up to rumble down the line

Carriage is rusty, but her engine’s prime

Rollin rhythms make the dust clouds churn

Ah, she’s a steamin’ hot mama with the hellfire burn.

Hooter screamin, wheels are rattlin

Shakin & wailin out her pain

There ain’t no snow storm wild enough
to take the shine off-a this train.
Lord nothing can take the shine off this train.

I’ve got the Loco Growl!

You know this engine can shuffle, slide and growl

The jellyroll blues with a loco howl

Rollin rhythms make the crankshafts turn

Red hot rockin, with a hellfire burn

Got the Loco Howl. Owwww!
I’ve got the Loco Growl

See her gearin’ to rumble down the line

Carriage is rusty, but her engine’s prime

Rollin rhythms make the dust clouds churn

She’s a steamin’ hot mama with the hellfire burn.

Lord, got the Loco Howl!
I’ve got the Loco Growl! Grrr
That train I ride’s
got a hellfire burn!
Oh yeah!
She’s got a hellfire burn.

Whoo Hoo, Whoo Hoo, Whoo Hoo,