I was born by the railroad track
Train whistle wailed and I wailed right back
Daddy left Mama when I was quite young
Said, "One of these days you're gonna follow me on"
Well, I had me a man and he was my world
Oh, but I ran off like a back street girl
Back street woman cannot be true
Now I'm standing on the corner just thinking 'bout you
I got an empty feeling deep inside
I'm going over to the other side
Last night I dreamed I made it to the promised land
I was standing at the gate and I had the key in my hand
Saint Peter said, "Come in child, you're finally home"
I said, "No thank you Peter, I'll just move along"