POOR RAIL ROAD BOYS
Poor rail road boy's ain't got no home
For he's here today, tomorrow gone.
I looked at the sun, and the sun was low
I said to the boss man, "I must go."
Oh boss man, boss man, give me my time
He clamped his hands and gave me a dime.
Oh some of these days, and it won't be long
My name'll be called and I'll be gone.
From Mrs. Zona Baker, Arkansas, 1941
Note: compare to Roll on John
TUNE FILE: RRBOYS
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