Letra de
Atlantic Coastal Line

I got no money but I hoe my row
Some folks say I'm just a no good kind
But I can ride for miles in ol' boxcar
Smoke cigarette butts and used cigars
Ridin' the Atlantic Coastal Line
Hear that lonesome whistle whine
Smell that tar from the Georgia pine
See that big moon roll above
This hobo's life is the life I love
Ridin' the Atlantic Coastal Line
Ridin' the Atlantic Coastal Line
Well I had me a woman in Albany
But her rowdy ways made a wreck of me
And I had to get away before I lost my mind
But as long as this rattler takes me around
There ain't one woman gonna tie me down
Ridin' the Atlantic Coastal Line
Hear that lonesome whistle whine
Alabama Caroline
Florida Georgia Tennessee
This hobo's life is the life for me
Ridin' the Atlantic Coastal Line
Ridin' the Atlantic Coastal Line
I make my coffee in a can
But this hobo ain't a worried man
Mornin' sun greets me with a shine
I go south when the trade winds blow
And I go north where there ain't no snow
Ridin' the Atlantic Coastal Line
Hear that lonesome whistle whine
Smell that tar from the Georgia pine
See that great big moon above
This hobo's life is the life I love
Ridin' the Atlantic Coastal Line
Ridin' the Atlantic Coastal Line
Ridin' the Atlantic Coastal Line
Ridin' the Atlantic Coastal Line
Ridin' the Atlantic Coastal Line