WRITER JIMMIE RODGERS

All around the water tank
Waitin’ for a train
A thousand miles away from home
Sleepin’ in the rain

I walked up to a brakeman
Just to give him a line of talk
He says if you’ve got money boy
I’ll see that you don’t walk

Well I have’nt got a nickle
Not a penny can I show
Get off, get off you railroad bum
And he slammed the boxcar door

Well he put me off in Texas
A state I dearly love
The wide open spaces all around me
The moon and the stars up above

Nobody seems to want me
Or to lend me a helping hand
I’m on my way from ‘Frisco
Goin’ back to Dixieland

Oh my pocketbook is empty
And my heart is full of pain
I’m a thousand miles away from home
Waitin’ for a train