Written by John R. Cash and Billy Smith 



There's an engine at the station, the whistle calls my name

It's callin', callin', callin', come and get aboard me aboard the train

My baby's gone and I'm alone to live in misery

I'm gonna call and make a reservation for me

Gonna ride a blue train, gonna ride a blue train

Gonna ride a blue train, gonna ride a blue train



I'm gonna climb aboard and ride until I learn to smile

I'll be knockin' out the blues while I'm knockin' out the miles

With my guitar beating rhythm to click clack of the wheels

I'm gonna sing the blues 'cause that's the way that I feel

Gonna ride a blue train, gonna ride a blue train

Gonna ride a blue train, gonna ride a blue train



Conductor go and tell the man to shovel on the coal

It doesn't seem half as bad as long as I can roll

Give me another ticket and I'll stay and ride with you

'Cause there's nothing left to live for in this world we're rollin' through

Gonna ride a blue train, gonna ride a blue train

Gonna ride a blue train, gonna ride a blue train