Spike Drivin’ Blues

I musta been born
With steel in my hand
Probably gonna die
A Spike Drivin' Man

I just lay the rail
I don't drive a train
But if it jumps the track
I'm gonna hear my name

Train master says
This train better roll
Gotta pull the big boss's
Cars of coal

So I work all night
In the pouring rain
I hate the train master
And I hate his train

Trains roll on and on
Don't never turn me lose
I toss and turn all night long
Got the Spike Drivin Blues

On my way home
Train blocks the road
Always make me wait
Make supper cold

Then me and my wife
Go to sleep in our bed
'Till the high ball comes
And wakes the dead

Used to ride the caboose
Used to run the brake
'Till the bossman said
That job ain't' safe

Now I'm back on the rail
A hammer in my hand
I know I'm gonna die
A Spike Drivin' Man

Spike Drivin' Blues
Drive a man insane
I hate the train master
And I hate his train