This post contains our favorite combination of "perfect rhymes" and "near rhymes". Near rhymes are words you may have to stretch or exaggerate for songwriting and poems.
Welcome to this guide on the best words that rhyme with train!
Here you’ll find the top 100 words and phrases for rhyming the word ‘train’ in a poem or song lyrics.
You’ll also find some example lyrics that incorporate rhymes of the word train.
Pretty cool huh?
Let’s get started…
Words That Rhyme With Train
Main
Plain
Spain
Brain
Drain
Chain
Reign
Mane
Grain
Blain
Dane
Fain
Gain
Pain
Jane
Lane
Pane
Sane
Vain
Wain
Cane
Crane
Stain
Strain
Vein
Feign
Hussein
Ukraine
Bahrain
Cocaine
Explain
Maintain
Obtained
Refrain
Retain
Sustain
Campaign
Champagne
Domain
Propane
Germaine
Hurricane
Obtain
Terrain
Train
Maneuvering
Remain
Gainst
Contain
Refrained
Phrases That Rhyme With Train
In vain
Down the drain
In the main
Play the game
On the plane
Driving me insane
Take the strain
Come again
Windowpane
On the wane
Grain of salt
Hold the reins
The whole chain
Lose my brain
The ball and chain
Over the plain
In the fast lane
Break the chain
Reign supreme
Going against the grain
A shot in the arm
Take the bait
The same old same old
A picture frame
A fruitless campaign
A constant refrain
A losing game
A high-speed train
The morning rain
The hurricane
A maddening train
The champagne campaign
An expert in the domain
The main event
The final train
The gravy train
The insane terrain
The last refrain
The noble train
The slow train
The train of thought
The train to nowhere
The window pane
The Champagne domain
The drop of rain
The hurricane’s pain
The insane crane
The La Fontaine
The old ball and chain
The passing lane
Example Poem/Song Using Train
On a train speeding down the track,
Watching the countryside whiz past in a flash,
I feel a strange mix of joy and pain,
As I contemplate the journey ahead, oh how insane.
But I take the strain with a grain of salt,
And try to relax as the train comes to a halt,
And I step off, feeling a sense of relief,
As I leave behind the hustle and bustle, what a brief reprieve.
But soon enough, I’m back on the train,
Hurtling towards my destination with no refrain,
Watching the rain beat against the windowpane,
Wondering if I’ll ever be truly sane.
Yet I maintain my composure, take it all in stride,
As I hold the reins of my life with pride,
Knowing that I mustn’t let the train of life pass me by,
For it’s the journey that matters, not the final goodbye.
So I sit back, relax, and enjoy the ride,
As the train hurtles on, with me inside,
Taking me places I’ve never been before,
Opening up new doors, like never before.
