Well my mama told me, my papa told me too, Now my mama told me, papa told me too, Well I shouldn't be here tryin' to sing these railroad blues. Wish
Big boss man, can't you hear me when I call? Big boss man, can't you hear me when I call? You ain't so big, you just tall, that's just about all. You
I had a hard run Running from your window I was all night running, running, running I wonder if you care? I had a run-in Run around and run down Run
Goin' down the road feelin' bad. Goin' down the road feelin' bad. Goin' down the road feelin' bad. I don't want to be treated this away. Goin' where
Deep down in Louisiana close to New Orleans, Way back in the woods among the evergreens There in an old cabin made of earth and wood There lived a country
Busted flat in Baton Rouge, waitin' for a train, Feeling nearly faded as my jeans, Bobby flagged a diesel down, just before it rained, Took us all the
loved my uncle, God rest his soul, Taught me good, Lord, Taught me all I know Taught me so well, I grabbed that gold And I left his dead ass there by
The first I remember knowin' was that lonesome whistle blowin' And a youngin's dream of growin' up to ride. On a freight train leavin' town, not knowin
I wanna tell you how it's gonna be, you're gonna give your love to me, I wanna love you night and day, you know my love not fade away. You know my love
Some folks trust to reason Others trust to might I don't trust to nothing But I know it come out right Say it once again now Oh I hope you understand
Old man down, way down down, down by the docks of the city. Blind and dirty, asked me for a dime, a dime for a cup of coffee. I got no dime but I got