CHOO-CHOO CH'BOOGIE
Words and music by Vaughn Horton, Denver Darling, Milton Gabler. ©1945
As recorded by Louis Jordan & His Tympany Five, 1946.

Headin' for the station with a pack on my back,
I'm tired transportation in the back of a hack.
I love to hear the rhythm of the clickety-clack,
And hear the lonesome whistle, see the smoke from the stack,
And pal around with democratic fellows named Mac,
So take me right back to the track, Jack.

CHORUS: Choo-choo, choo-choo ch'boogie.
Woo-woo, woo-woo, j'boogie.
Choo-choo, choo-choo ch'boogie.
Take me right back to the track, Jack.

You reach your destination but, alas and alack,
You need some compensation to get back in the black.
You take a mornin' paper from the top o' the stack,
And read the situation from the front to the back.
The only job that's open needs a man with a knack,
So put it right back in the rack, Jack.

Gonna settle down by the railroad track,
Live the life o' Riley in the beaten-down shack,
So when I hear a whistle I can peep through the crack,
And watch the train a-rollin' when it's ballin' the jack,
For I just love the rhythm of the clickety-clack,
So take me right back to the track, Jack.