Tytuł: Golden rocket

• Wykonawca: Hank Snow
• Wyświetleń: 228

  
   'Board...
  From old Montana down to Alabam'
  I've been before and I'll travel again
  You triflin' women can't keep a good man down
  You dealt the cards, but you missed the play
  So hit the road and be on your way
  Gonna board the Golden Rocket and leave this town
  
  I was a good engine a-runnin' on time
  But baby I'm switchin' to another line
  So honey never hang your signal out for me
  I'm tired of runnin' on the same old track
  Bought a one-way ticket and I won't be back
  This Golden Rocket's gonna roll my blues away
  
  Hear that lonesome whistle blow
  That's your cue and by now you know
  That I got another true lover waitin' in Tennessee
  This Midnight Special's a-burnin' the rail
  So woman don't try to follow my trail
  This Golden Rocket's gonna roll my blues away
  
  Hear her thunder on through the night
  This Golden Rocket is a-doin' me right
  And that sunny old Southland sure is a part of me
  Now from your call-board erase my name
  Your fire went out, you done lost your flame
  And this Golden Rocket is a-rollin' my blues away
  
  That old conductor, he seemed to know
  You'd done me wrong, I was feelin' low
  For he yelled aloud, we're over that Dixon Line
  The brakeman started singing a song
  Said you're worried now, but it won't be long
  This Golden Rocket is leavin' your blues behind
  
  Then the porter yelled with his southern drawl
  Let's rise and shine good mornin' you all
  And I sprang to my feet to greet the newborn day
  When I kissed my baby in the station door
  That whistle blew like it never before
  On the Golden Rocket that rolled my blues away