A Long Black Engine Keeps A Rollin' Along Its Wheels Goin' Clickety-clack

She's Carryin' Me To War That Eastern Seaboard Louisiana I Ain't Comin' Back

And I Sit All Alone In An Empty Box Listen To The Engine Roar

And I See The World That She Oughta Be Seen Through A Crack In The Boxcar Door



A Hobo's Life Is A Lonely Life And I'm Restless Son Of A Gun

So I'll Keep A Riding These Ribbons Of Steel And Wait For My Setting Sun

And I Sit All Alone...



The Engineer Is Pullin' Her Down And I Reckon We Ain't Goin' To Stop

And I'll Be A Dodgin' The Man That Sticks I Hear Him A Walkin' On Top

And I Sit All Alone...



Most Folks Think I'm A Crazy Man At All Of Hoboes Like Me

But I Let The Bottle That Holds All The World And I'll Die Happy And Free

And I Reckon I'll Die In An Empty Box Listen To The Engine Roar

I'll Take The Last Long Look At Ther World That I Love

Through A Crack In Thin Boxcar Door

I'll Take The Last Long Look...