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Well I got my mail late last night |
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A letter from a girl who found the time to write |
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To her lonesome boy somewheres in the night |
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She sent me a railroad ticket too |
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To take me to her lovin' arms |
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And the big steel rail gonna carry me home to the one I love |
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Well I been out here many long days |
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I haven't found a place that I could call my own |
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Not a two bit bed to lay my body on |
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I been stood up I bin shook down |
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I been dragged into the sand |
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And the big steel rail gonna carry me home to the one I love |
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Well I been uptight most every night |
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Walkin' along the streets of this old town |
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Not a friend around to tell my troubles to |
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My good old car she done broke down |
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'Cause I drove it into the ground |
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And the big steel rail gonna carry me home to the one I love |
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Well I look over yonder across the plain |
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The big drive wheels are poundin' along the ground |
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Gonna get on board and I'll be homeward bound |
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Now I ain't had a home cooked meal |
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And Lord I need one now |
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And the big steel rail gonna carry me home to the one I love |
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Now here I am with my hat in my hand |
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Standin' on the broad highway will you give a ride |
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To a lonesome boy who missed the train last night |
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I went in town for one last round |
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And I gambled my ticket away |
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And the big steel rail won't carry me home to the one I love |
