I’m headed for the station with my pack on my back

I’m tired of transportation in the back of a hack

I just love the rhythm of the clickety clack

I hear the whistle blowing, see the smoke from the stack

And pal around with democratic fellas named Mac

Take me right back to the track, Jack



Choo choo, choo choo ch’boogie

Whoo whoo, whoo whoo ch’boogle

Choo choo choo choo ch’boogie

Take me right back to the track, Jack



You reach your destination and alas and alack

You need some compensation to get back in the black

You take a morning paper from the top of the stack

And read the situation from the front to the back

The only job that’s open needs a man with a knack

Take me right back to the track, Jack



Choo choo, choo choo ch’boogie

Whoo whoo, whoo whoo ch’boogle

Choo choo choo choo ch’boogie

Take me right back to the track, Jack



Choo choo, choo choo ch’boogie

Whoo whoo, whoo whoo ch’boogle

Choo choo choo choo ch’boogie



He made the freight train boogie

As he rolled down the line