(Clarke / Sylvester / Hicks)

Going down to take a ride on the Rock Island Line 

I'm gonna meet an old friend of mine 

It's gonna be a fine ride if only I can hide 

from the man who guards the freighting line 

I've got two thousand miles to go where I want to be 

Lady luck stay with me 

I wanna be there 

I gotta be there 



Oh, sweet country calling, calling me its way 

Come and bathe in cool clear waters, wash the city dirt away 

Oh, sweet country calling, I've got something to say 

When I get back to you, I won't let you down 

This time I'm gonna stay 



I wanna hear, hear the bluegrass 

I wanna breathe in the mountain air 

I gotta take in all that moonshine 

But most of all I wanna see a friend of mine 



Last time I saw her she was waving me goodbye

heading on down the line 

She said Come on along, I decided to stay 

Now I know I was wrong 

That's why I'm playing with fate riding this freight 

Lady luck please stay with me 

I wanna be there 

I gotta be there 



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