Railroad Bill, Railroad Bill
He never worked, and he never will
Ride, ride, ride

Early one morning, standing in the rain
Around a curb come a long freight train
Ride, ride, ride
Railroad Bill, he ain't so bad
Whooped his mammy, shot a round in his dad
Ride, ride, ride

Railroad Bill, a-coming home soon
Killed McMillan by the light of the moon
Ride, ride, ride
McMillan had a special train
When he got there it was Spring
Ride, ride, ride

Kill me a chicken, send me the wing
They think I'm working, Lord, I ain't doing a thing
Ride, ride, ride
Kill me a chicken, send me the head
Think I'm working, Lord, I'm laying in bed
Ride, ride, ride

Railroad Bill, mighty bad man
Shot the light right out of that poor brakeman's hand
Ride, ride, ride
Got a great long pistol, 'bout as long as your arm
Gonna shoot everybody ever done me harm
Ride, ride, ride

Railroad Bill, sitting on on a hill
Lighting cigars with a ten-dollar bill
Ride, ride, ride

Got a 38-special on a 45-frame
How can I miss when I got dead aim
Ride, ride, ride

Railroad Bill, mighty bad man
Shot the light right out of that poor brakeman's hand
Ride, ride, ride
Going to drink my whiskey, drink it in the wind
The doctor said it'd kill me but he didn't say when
Ride, ride, ride