Well I gave all my money to the banker this month,
Now I got no more money to spend,
She smiled when she saw me comin' through that door,
When I left she said come back again,
I watched them lonesome boxcar wheels,
Turnin' down the tracks out of town,
And it's on that lonesome railroad track,
I'm gonna lay my burden down.
I was raised on a farm the first years of my life,
Life was pretty good they say,
I'll probably live to be some ripe old age,
If death'll stay out of my way,
This world can take my money and time,
But it sure can't take my soul,
I'm goin' down to the railroad tracks,
Watch them lonesome boxcars roll.
There's some big ol' Buicks at the Baptist church,
Cadillacs at the Church of Christ,
I parked my camel by an old haystack,
I'll be lookin for that needle all night,
There ain't gonna be no radial tires,
Turnin' down the streets of gold,
I'm going down to the railroad tracks,
And watch them lonesome boxcars roll.
Now if you ever heard the whistle on a fast freight train,
Beatin' out a beautiful tune,
If you ever seen the cold blue railroad tracks,
Shinin' by the light of the moon,
If you ever felt the locomotive shake the ground,
I know you don't have to be told,
Why I'm goin down to the railroad tracks,
And watch them lonesome boxcars roll,
Yeah, I'm going down to the railroad tracks,
Watch them lonesome boxcars roll.