Old Zacky come to Utah, way back in 73

A right good Mormon gentlemen and a bishop too was he

He drove a locomotive for the Denver and RG

With women he was popular, and as active as can be



And when he whistled woo woo mamma'd understand

That Zack was heading homewards on the Denver Rio Grande



Oh Zacky had at least one wife in every railroad town

No matter where he stopped at night he'd a place to lay 'em down

When his train was on the move he'd want to girls to know

So as he passed each wife's abode the whistle he would blow



And when he whistled woo woo mamma'd understand

That Zack was heading homewards on the Denver Rio Grande



Oh Zacky claimed to love them all, and love them all the same

But there was one he loved the most, he blushed to speak her name

So when he passed her home he'd blow the whistle special loud

She'd climb the porch, she'd blow a kiss, and Zack was extra proud



And when he whistled woo woo mamma'd understand

That Zack was heading homewards on the Denver Rio Grande



One day he got a letter from the AT and Santa Fe

They offered him a better job and a whopping raise in pay

Old Zack says no I'll never go and leave my wives behind

My engines getting much to slow to start another line



And when he whistled woo woo mamma'd understand

That Zack was heading homewards on the Denver Rio Grande