C
F
C
She’s a railroad lady just a little bit shady
G7
C
Spending her days on a train
F
C
She’s a semi good looker but the fast rails they took her
G7
C
Now she’s trying just trying to get home again
F
C
South station in Boston to the stockyards of Austin
D7
G7
From the Florida sunshine to the New Orleans rain
C
F
C
Now that the rail packs have taken the best tracks
G7
C
She’s trying just trying to get home again
F
C
She’s a railroad lady just a little bit shady
G7
C
Spending her days on a train
F
C
Once a Pullman car traveler now the switchman won’t have her
G7
C
She’s trying just trying to get back home again
F
C
Once a high-balling loner thought he could own her
D7
G7
He bought her a fur coat and a big diamond ring
C
F
C
But she hocked them for cold cash left town on the Wabash
G7
C
Never thinking never thinking of home way back then
F
C
But the rails are now rusty the dining car’s dusty
D7
G7
The gold plated watches have taken their toll
C
F
C
The railroads are dying and the lady is crying
G7
C
On a bus to Kentucky and home that’s her goal
C
F
C
She’s a railroad lady just a little bit shady
G7
C
Spending her days on a train
F
C
She’s a semi good looker but the fast rails they took her
G7
C
Now she’s trying just trying to get home again
G7
F
G7
C
On a bus to Kentucky and home once again
D7
G7
F
C
