From A Boxcar Door

I’ve seen the ‘gators and the skeeters

Down in the swamps of Louisian

I’ve traveled across Texas burning sand

That reach up where the mighty eagle soars

You know big or small I’ve seen it all

From a boxcar door

In Iowa I’ve watched the tall corn grow

Watched ’em digging taters up in Idaho

I’ve seen a small country general store

And big or small I’ve seen it all

From a boxcar door

I’ve seen the steel mills in Birmingham

And I’ve seen every other dam

I’ve heard the mighty Ni-agra roar

Yeah big or small I’ve seen it all

From a boxcar door

The wide Missouri and the O-hi-o

I’ve watched the mighty Mississippi flow

I’ve seen California’s golden shore

You know big or small I’ve seen it all

From a boxcar door

On the reservation I’ve watched the Navajo

In the fields from Maine down to Mexico

The shanties and the shacks of the poor

Yeah big or small I’ve seen it all

From a boxcar door

There’s lots more that I’ve just gotta see

And I thank the Lord for letting me be free

And hear that mighty engine start to roar

You know big or small I’ll see you all

From a boxcar door

Yeah big or small I’ll see you all from a boxcar door