Album: Ol’ Savannah
(Johnson)

I’m just a poor lad, ain’t got no money don’t make me sad
Oh I’m skipping through time and I’m off its line
I live by the tracks where the trains fly by
Don’t bother me at all, I get by just fine
I just sing a little louder, strum a little harder
Got to when the trains go by

There’s a story going ‘round the world
The 12-Zombie Dance down in Mexico
Chickens take flight with their heads cut off
Pigs shoot out my ass, I got the black lung cough
I don’t believe them lies, that wouldn’t make me wise
I’d rather lie down on the tracks when the trains go by

Hey, hey pretty mama with your hair down low
Burn that bridge, baby, I don’t care
I’m down there on the quai just to say goodbye
You’d better hop on board and don’t look back
I knew a lot of ladies, but none like that
Every time she sighed, it made me want to cry
I’d rather lie down on the tracks when the trains go by