Stop that train: I'm leavin' - today! Stop that train: I'm leavin' - anyway! Stop that train: I'm leavin'. And I said: It won't be too long whether I'
This Train Dont carry no Gamblers This Train This Train Dont carry no Gamblers no High flyers no midnight ramblers This Train Dont carry no Gamblers
You and I we're friends from outer space Afraid to let go The only two who understood this place And as far as we know We were way before our time As
This train is a clean train, you know, this train This train is a clean train, I said, this train This train is a clean train, everybody riding in Jesus
You were born inside of a raindrop And I watched you falling to your death And the sun, well, she could not save you She'd fallen down to, now the streets
This train don't carry no gamblers, this train, This train don't carry no gamblers, this train, This train don't carry no gamblers No crap shooters, no
Come and listen, won't you brother? Have you heard or don't you know There's a train that's bound for glory? Will you ride it when it goes? Have you
Son said my mother when I was knee high You need of clothes to cover you and not a rag have I There's nothing in the house to make a boy's britches
Bring a drink of water Leroy Bring a drink of water, no If I could get to the mercy man He'd give me some I know I got a gal in Vicksburg Bertha is her
I lived on a farm out in Iowa I pulled the corn and I worked in the hay Got trapped by a girl but I wiggled free Heard the Oregon timber callin' me Will
My pappy said when I was seventeen you're six feet tall and your face is clean And it don't look right for a boy that old to not make a livin' loadin'
I walked up to the desk and asked the man about a room I asked about the bridal suite, I told him I'm the groom Then I took the elevator to the floor
As I walked by the lake one day by chance my Dorraine passed my way Then she and I walked hand in hand on the banks of Ponchartrain I pinned a flower
Well, the whole town listened to the radio For the Smiling Bill McCall Show Everyone in Nashville Was listenin' to Bill I don't want to be layin' in
Well I knew A boy named Willie Brown He was A lover of our town wherever he went the girls fell down, and cryed for Willie Brown crazy about Willie Brown
My papa was a hobo when they delivered me We didn't have a doctor 'cause he couldn't pay the fee But when the goin' got too bad to ease his misery Papa
He was just an old country doctor In a little country town Fame and fortune had passed him by Though we never saw him frown As day by day in his kindly
Pick a lot o'cotton, drag a long sack Comin' across the field, well, I see Boss Jack He's a ridin' straddle of a single foot roan When you know that horse