Well, yeah, yeah, yeah, one of these mornings, it won't be long
Captain's gonna call and I'll be gone, I'll be nine hundred miles away from home
verse 1
Well, you can count the days I'm gone, you can tell the train I'm on
You can hear the whistle blow as she rolls by
She rolls by, she rolls by, hear the whistle blow as she rolls by
verse 2
My olden shoes are worn, my olden clothes are torn
And I hate to go home now this-a-way
This-a-way, this-a-way, hate to go home this-a-way
Instrumental
verse 3
Well, if my Mama she says so, I'll railroad no more
I'll side-track my train and go home
And go home, and go home, side-track my train and go home
Instrumental
verse 4
If I die a Railroad Man, I want to be buried in the sand
So I can hear old No. 9 as she rolls by
She rolls by, she rolls by
Hear old No. 9 as she rolls by, oh yeah, yeah, ooooh