Headin' for the station with a pack on my back

I'm tired of transportation in the back of my hack

I love to hear the rhythm of the clickety clack

And hear the lonesome whistle see the smoke from the stack to pal around

With democratic fellow named mac

So take me right back to the trackjack



Choo-choochoo-chooch'boogiewoo-woo

Woo-wooch'boogiechoo-choochoo-chooch'boogie

Take me right back to the trackjack



You reach your destination but you don't go back

You need some compensation to get back in the black

You take a morning paper from the top of the stack

And read the situations from the front to the back

But the only job that's open needs a man with a knack

So put it right back in the rackjack



Choo-choochoo-chooch'boogiewoo-woo

Woo-wooch'boogiechoo-choochoo-chooch'boogie

Take me right back to the trackjack



Gonna settle down by the railroad track

Live the life o'riley in the beat down shack

When I hear a whistle I can peep thru the crack

Watch the train rollin' when it's ballin' the jack

Love to hear the rhythm of the clickety clack

So take me right back to the trackjack



Choo-choochoo-chooch'boogiewoo-woo

Woo-wooch'boogiechoo-choochoo-chooch'boogie

Take me right back to the trackjack



Take me right back to the trackjack