The Golden Rocket

From old Montana down to Alabama I've been before and I'll travel again
You trifling women can't keep a good man down
You dealt the cards but you missed a play so hit the road and be on your way
Goin' board the Golden Rocket and leave this town

I was a good engine a running on time but baby I'm switching to another line
So honey never hang your signal out for me
I'm tired of running 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 waiting in Tennessee
This midnight special is a burning the rail so woman don't try to follow my trail
This Golden Rocket's gonna blow 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 rolling my blues away

That old conductor he seemed to know you 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 leaving your blues behind

Then the porter yelled with his southern drawl, let's rise and shine good morning ya all
And I sprang to my feet to greet the new born day
When I kissed my baby in the station door the whistle blew like it never before
Of the Golden Rocket that rolled my blues away