C
Blue railroad train going down the railroad tracks
F
C
It makes me feel so doggone blue to listen to that old smokestack
F
You’re taking the sun and leaving the rain
C
And I hate to see you go
F
C
Gimme back the good old days and let me ramble down the line
F
You treat me good you treat me bad
C
You’re making me think of home
F
C
It’s many miles from where I am to the only one for me
F
C
I hope that engineer is kind enough to let me be his guest
F
C
I hobo here I hobo there I’ve traveled these states around
F
C
You take me where I want to go and my transportation’s free
C
F
