The Golden Rocket

From old Montana down to Alabama

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 blow my blues away.

Hear that lonesome whistle blow

That's your cue and by now you know

That I got another true love waitin' in Tennessee

This midnight special is burnin' the rail

So woman don't try to follow my tail

This golden rocket's gonna blow my blues away.

Hear her thunder on through the night

This Golden Rocket is doin' me right

And that sunny southland sure is a part of me

Now from your call board earse my name

Your fire went out you done lost your flames

And this golden rocket is rollin' my blues away.

That old conductor he seemed to know

That you done me wrong I was feelin' low

For he yelled aloud we're over that Dixon Line

The brakeman started singin' 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' y'all

And I sprang to my feet to greed the new born day

As I kissed my baby at the station door

The whistle blew like it never before

Of the golden rocket that rolled my blues away...