Here's Bessie Smith's version.

DIXIE FLYER BLUES
(rec. 1925)

SPOKEN: Hold that train!

SUNG: Hold that engine. Let sweet mama get on board.
Hold that engine. Let sweet mama get on board,
'Cause my home ain't here; it's a long way down the road.

On that choo-choo, mama's gonna find a berth.
On that choo-choo, mama's gonna find a berth.
Goin' to Dixieland. It's the grandest place on earth.

Dixie Flyer, come on and let your drivers roll.
Dixie Flyer, come on and let your drivers roll.
Wouldn't stay up north to save nobody's doggone soul.

Blow your whistle. Tell them mama's coming through.
Blow your whistle. Tell them mama's coming through.
Take it up a little bit 'cause I'm feelin' mighty blue.

Here's my ticket. Take it, please, conductor man.
Here's my ticket. Take it, please, conductor man.
Goin' to my mammy way down in Dixieland.

~Masato