Long Hot Night by Kevin Costner,The Modern West Lyrics
There's a freight train roaring through the dead of night
Heading straight for Yuma
I hear it every time it rolls through this town
It's one a.m. and I'm wide awake
Too hot for sleeping
Those wheels keep spinning 'round and 'round
Wheels keep spinning 'round and 'round
Me and that train covered lot of ground
I wish I may, I wish I might
It's gonna be another long hot night
Trucks are flying up and down I-10
I can hear them in the distance
Tired drivers trying to beat the heat
We used to drive with the headlights out
Moonlight on the highway
You were sleeping with your head in my lap
You were sleeping with your head in my lap
Life don't get much better than that
Hubcaps spinning in the light
It's gonna be another long hot night
How'd I let it get so wrong?
The days roll by but the nights drag on
Trying to find a way to get on track
But I'm spinning wheels, looking back
I'm just spinning wheels, looking back
Shots ring out in the middle of a dream
Car tires squealing
For a moment I wonder where I am
I'm right here in this little hot house
With no one beside me
I'm listening to the wobble of the ceiling fan
I'm listening to the wobble of the ceiling fan
I wish I were a better man
Gonna keep trying till I get it right
It's gonna be another long hot night
Long hot night, long hot night, long hot night
Heading straight for Yuma
I hear it every time it rolls through this town
It's one a.m. and I'm wide awake
Too hot for sleeping
Those wheels keep spinning 'round and 'round
Wheels keep spinning 'round and 'round
Me and that train covered lot of ground
I wish I may, I wish I might
It's gonna be another long hot night
Trucks are flying up and down I-10
I can hear them in the distance
Tired drivers trying to beat the heat
We used to drive with the headlights out
Moonlight on the highway
You were sleeping with your head in my lap
You were sleeping with your head in my lap
Life don't get much better than that
Hubcaps spinning in the light
It's gonna be another long hot night
How'd I let it get so wrong?
The days roll by but the nights drag on
Trying to find a way to get on track
But I'm spinning wheels, looking back
I'm just spinning wheels, looking back
Shots ring out in the middle of a dream
Car tires squealing
For a moment I wonder where I am
I'm right here in this little hot house
With no one beside me
I'm listening to the wobble of the ceiling fan
I'm listening to the wobble of the ceiling fan
I wish I were a better man
Gonna keep trying till I get it right
It's gonna be another long hot night
Long hot night, long hot night, long hot night