|
Up each morning at five o'clock, |
|
Seem like the noon-day sun ain't never gonna' stop. |
|
The work is hard in a railroad yard, |
|
Hey, hey, gotta' make it today to punch a time card. |
|
Workin' on the railroad. |
|
CHORUS |
|
Oh, you know, the railroad is a mighty good line, |
|
Come on and ride the railroad, one more time. |
|
Oh, you know, the railroad is a mighty good line, |
|
Come on and ride the railroad, one more time. |
|
Dirt and sweat, runnin' down my back, |
|
Workin' on the railroad. |
|
Work all day long up and down the railroad tracks. |
|
Workin' on the railroad. |
|
I'm a God fearing man, and with many I stand, |
|
Workin' on the railroad. |
|
And with God we've been working, all hand in hand. |
|
Workin' on the railroad. |
|
CHORUS |
|
Oh, you know, the railroad is a mighty good line, |
|
Workin' on the railroad. |
|
Come on and ride the railroad, one more time. |
|
Workin' on the railroad. |
|
Oh, you know, the railroad is a mighty good line, |
|
Come on and ride the railroad, one more time. |
