(John Lair)

I was born in Dixie in a boomer shack
Just a little shanty by the railroad track
The humming of the drivers was my lullaby
And a freight train whistle taught me how to cry.

I got the freight train blues, lawdy, lawdy, lawdy
Got them in the bottom of my ramblin' shoes
And when the whistle blows I gotta go
Oh lawdy, I guess I'm never gonna lose the freight train blues.

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Now my pappy was a fireman and my mammy dear
Was the only daughter of an engineer
My sweetie is a brakeman and it ain't no joke
It's a shame the way she keeps a good man broke/

I got the freight train blues, lawdy, lawdy, lawdy
Got them in the bottom of my ramblin' shoes
And when the whistle blows I gotta go
Oh lawdy, I guess I'm never gonna lose the freight train blues...