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Songs of the Kingwood Kowboy

GUEST,Larry W Jones - Kingwood Kowboy 03 Sep 19 - 06:44 PM
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Joe Offer 03 Sep 19 - 08:57 PM
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Subject: Lyr Add: A Girl Named George
From: GUEST,Larry W Jones - Kingwood Kowboy
Date: 03 Sep 19 - 06:44 PM

A Girl Named George (Larry W Jones 09/03/2019) (song #7591)

Started life as a girl in nineteen thirty one
The old Texas doc yelled It’s a girl, not a son
My Daddy Jones fell down on his face on the floor
Then he opened up one bottle and drank some more
And what he did is something hard to get undone
He signed my birth certificate in bitter tones
My Mama didn’t see what Daddy did to me
Cause my Daddy he done gave me the name George Jones

So, at nineteen I left Texas
In Nashville, worked to make money
As a waitress down on Broadway
No cowboys would call me honey
Cause all the uniforms I owned
Had my name written as George Jones

I know I coulda had me any ‘ol cowboy
If Daddy had named me Daisy and not a dude
But when cowboys read the name on my uniform
They laughed so hard they couldn’t eat their plate of food
So, I just clean up the bar with my tray caddie
While I try to understand my own darn hormones
And that’s when I start in to cussin’ my Daddy
For him not a-namin’ me Daisy, but George Jones

One night I finished work on Broadway in Nashville
Then headed for my empty room
And I wished there was any way to change my name
That had brought on me so much gloom
When on the corner there stood a handsome cowboy
He said something that thrilled my bones
Cause what he told me was that his name was Daisy
Pleased to meet you then, I’m George Jones

Well, me and Daisy we got hitched
Got us a daughter and a son
Yeah, we named our girl Johnnie Cash
And our son Jill gets diaper rash
Now, when I get home from my job
Me and Daisy, we get along
When Daisy whispers in my ear
Dear, I’m in love with you, George Jones


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Subject: Lyr Add: Bahamas Dorian Blues
From: GUEST,Larry W Jones - Kingwood Kowboy
Date: 03 Sep 19 - 08:27 PM

Bahamas Dorian Blues (Larry W Jones 09/03/2019) (song #7592)

Dorian blew in from the east
Turned bright blue skies as dark as night
Hurricane winds that would not cease
Brought trouble in the Bahamas alright

When I got up that blue morning
Water was coming in my front door
Thought I’d seen my share of trouble
But Dorian brought trouble more

I got into my old row boat
Paddled over to Como Hill
Then I looked down on my old house
While Dorian was blowing still

It thundered and the lightning struck
And the hurricane went so slow
Dorian left us in the muck
And now we’ve got no place to go

Dorian blew in from the east
Turned bright blue skies as dark as night
Hurricane winds that would not cease
Brought trouble in the Bahamas alright


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Subject: RE: Songs of the Kingwood Cowboy
From: Joe Offer
Date: 03 Sep 19 - 08:57 PM

Hi, Larry - please tell us a bit about yourself, and about the songs you post. Note that I moved your songs into one thread. They get lost if they're scattered one song to a thread.
Also, please log in if you are posting regularly.
-Joe Offer, Mudcat Music Editor-


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Subject: Lyr Add: Before The Blanket And The Saddle
From: GUEST,Larry W Jones - Kingwood Kowboy
Date: 04 Sep 19 - 12:14 PM

Before The Blanket And The Saddle (Larry W Jones 09/04/2019) (song #7593)

Before the blanket and the saddle
In the west were mustangs running free
Before the blanket and the saddle
Wild is how mustangs were meant to be

But broken promises and treaties
Broke the spirit of horse and red man
Before the blanket and the saddle
Rode the freedom of the mustang band

Now, don’t call them cayuse or broncos
Mustang’s the name by which they are known
Before the blanket and the saddle
Mustangs ran the range which was their home

Indians gave the mustangs freedom
To run just like the wind in the sun
There’s no reason in God’s creation
Why we can’t let ‘em run, let ‘em run

Before the blanket and the saddle
Mustangs, like the wind were running free


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Subject: ADD: Wolverton Mountain Man
From: Joe Offer
Date: 04 Sep 19 - 12:47 PM

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Thread #7634   Message #3493926
Posted By: GUEST,Larry W Jones - Kingwood Kowboy
23-Mar-13 - 04:39 PM
Thread Name: Origin/Tune Add: Wolverton Mountain (Merle Kilgore
Subject: Lyr Add: WOLVERTON MOUNTAIN MAN

Tribute song for Claude King:

WOLVERTON MOUNTAIN MAN (Larry W Jones 03/20/2013) (song#6679)

Well, I was just a young lad going with the flow
When I first heard Claude King sing on the radio
I was at a soda fountain in Louisian
Listnin' 'bout a big bad Wolverton Mountain man

Now, old man Clowers made good hard liquor brandy
With a gun and a knife he was mighty handy
He had a pretty young daughter with raven hair
But Wolverton bears and birds protected her there

(instrumental)

Now I'm an older man and time goes marching on
And it was in March when I heard Claude King was gone
I wonder if he ever kissed Clifton's daughter's sweet lips
Or if he married that girl on one of his trips

I know Claude King climbed up on Wolverton Mountain
Cause all of his dreams were with that young girl he loved
He took his chances up on Wolverton Mountain
It was too lonesome down below than up above

Well, I was just a young lad going with the flow
When I first heard Claude King sing on the radio
Up on that Wolverton Mountain he loved her so

http://kingwoodkowboy.com/WolvertonMountainMan.html


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Subject: RE: Songs of the Kingwood Kowboy
From: Kingwood Kowboy
Date: 06 Sep 19 - 10:39 PM

In Far North Idaho-I-O (Larry W Jones 09/06/2019) (song #7595)

Come now all you jolly cowboys
How far north would you like to go
Would you all like to ride the trails
In far north Idaho-I-O
In far north Idaho

We’re riding up to Idaho
That’s what we greenhorn cowboys say
But riding up to Idaho
Might just depend upon our pay

Tail boss said he’d pay good wages
And pay the stage to there and back
But place your X on these pages
That you will stay and not backtrack

Now, greenhorns if you get homesick
And back to the warm south you go
You won’t be paid or your sidekick
In far north Idaho-I-O
In far north Idaho

We had a bumpy stage journey
Cause o’er the ruts we had to go
We stopped in Elk City dirty
In far north Idaho-I-O
In far north Idaho

Well, then the big cattle agent
Took us to the cow pasture grounds
Here’s the bunkhouse jolly cowboys
Here’s where all of you will lie down

Well, our grub the dogs would snarl at
The slats did not keep out the snow
We felt worse than a poisoned cat
In far north Idaho-I-O
In far north Idaho


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Subject: RE: Songs of the Kingwood Kowboy
From: Kingwood Kowboy
Date: 06 Sep 19 - 11:02 PM

Greenhorn Song (Larry W Jones 08/31/2019) (song #7590)

Come on greenhorn, bring your saddle
Keep your head up and use your brains
Bring your new spurs, lasso, bridle
Cause from now on you’ll ride the plains

Keep your eyes on crusty cow hands
Old cowboys who can strut their stuff
And some day you’ll be in command
Play it smart and grow tough enough

Come on greenhorn and mount your hoss
These old cowboys all know their trade
Wranglers, cooks, stockmen and trail boss
This working ranch is where they’re made

Keep your mind on all the things son
That makes a cowboy of renown
Make mistakes and you won’t be one
And then you’ll let that new wife down

Come on greenhorn, watch the branding
The Rocking-J will burn rawhide
And while they’re down, you be handy
A pocket knife makes bulls denied

Keep your eye on that red heifer
That’s her new calf and she’s got fight
Wear those chaps of brand new leather
You’ll be riding night herd tonight

Come on greenhorn and git with it


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Subject: RE: Songs of the Kingwood Kowboy
From: Kingwood Kowboy
Date: 07 Sep 19 - 06:30 PM

Southerly Wind (Larry W Jones 08/28/2019) (song #7585)

Blow you southerly wind
Southerly wind, southerly wind
Blow you southerly wind
O’er the deep and bonnie blue sea

Blow you southerly wind
Southerly wind, southerly wind
Blow you southerly wind
My own bonnie true love to me

A lad said in the town
New ships were in the harbor lee
So, I hurried on down
On down to the bonnie blue sea

Blow you southerly wind
Southerly wind, southerly wind
Blow you southerly wind
My own bonnie true love to me

My eyes could not see it
Just wherever her ship might be
The schooner, where be it
That brings my own true love to me

Blow you southerly wind
Southerly wind, southerly wind
Blow you southerly wind
My own bonnie true love to me

Oh nay, tis not so sweet
Southerly wind softly the breeze
Though lightly it does meet
The rolling deep bonnie blue sea

Blow you southerly wind
Southerly wind, southerly wind
Blow you southerly wind
My own bonnie true love to me

Blow you southerly wind
My own bonnie true love to me


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Subject: RE: Train Songs
From: GUEST,Larry W Jones - Kingwood Kowboy
Date: 08 Sep 19 - 05:39 PM

Blue Side Of The Track (Larry W. Jones 10/30/2006) (song#4108)

This old town seems empty and cold
Even the sky has turned to black
All my dreams have been put on hold
My baby’s on a new found track

Every railroad track has two directions
Now, one goes forward, one goes back
She’s on that new disappearin’ section
And I’m walkin’ the blue side of the track

Yeah, I’m walkin’ the blue side of the track
Still tryin’ to figure out what went wrong
Somethin’ tells me I’ll never get her back
When she left, she said I couldn’t come along

Yeah, I’m walkin’ the blue side of the track
Somethin’ tells me I’ll never get her back

That girl was the center of my world
But now my world is filled with pain
My heart on her little finger was twirled
But she didn’t linger for that outbound train

Every railroad track has two directions
Now, one goes forward, one goes back
She’s on that new disappearin’ section
And I’m walkin’ the blue side of the track
I’m walkin’ the blue side of the track


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Subject: RE: Train songs
From: GUEST,Larry W Jones - Kingwood Kowboy
Date: 08 Sep 19 - 05:51 PM

Midnight Zephyr (Larry W. Jones 11/05/2007) (song#4120)

Woo woo, Midnight Zephyr
Keep your big ‘ol wheels rollin’ down the track
Woo woo, Midnight Zephyr
The way I feel, my goal ain’t to be comin’ back

I’ve got a mind to pack and go
Like a forty mule Borax team
I wanna find your stack aglow
Pourin’ out smoke and steam

She ran away with another man
But I ain’t beggin’ on my knees
I’m rollin’ away fast as I can
On that Midnight Zephyr breeze

Woo woo, Midnight Zephyr
Keep your big ‘ol wheels rollin’ down the track
Woo woo, Midnight Zephyr
The way I feel, my goal ain’t to be comin’ back

I’ll be on my way down to Santa Fe
With a whistle stop in San Antone
Don’t look for me neither night or day
When that last trestle finds me gone

She’ll be sorry for not doin’ me right
On a starry night I’ll be on her mind
Like a bird in flight I’ll be out of sight
Listnin’ to that Midnight Zephyr whine

Woo woo, Midnight Zephyr
Keep your big ‘ol wheels rollin’ down the track
Woo woo, Midnight Zephyr
The way I feel, my goal ain’t to be comin’ back

Woo woo, Midnight Zephyr
Woo woo, Midnight Zephyr
Woo woo, Midnight Zephyr


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Subject: RE: Train songs
From: GUEST,Larry W Jones - Kingwood Kowboy
Date: 08 Sep 19 - 05:55 PM

Old Red Caboose (Larry W. Jones 11/30/2006) (song#4194)

He was feeble of leg and of limb
Glasses told his sight was dim
He put his pocket watch away
After forty years of railroad use
And he thought about the days
Spent in the old red caboose

Yes, he was feeble of leg and of limb
And glasses told his sight was dim
He could barely see the signal’s glow
Though he could hear the whistle’s blow
He knew there was no more excuse
For ridin’ in the old red caboose

Every day younger men would show
And he knew it was time for him to go
He knew they’d be tested by the rain
And when the train plowed the snow
But it was time for him to turn it loose
And say goodbye to the old red caboose

He put his pocket watch away
After forty years of railroad use
And he thought about the days
Spent in the old red caboose
And he thought about the days
Spent in the old red caboose


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Subject: RE: Train Songs
From: GUEST,Larry W Jones - Kingwood Kowboy
Date: 08 Sep 19 - 06:00 PM

For Old Trains (Larry W. Jones 11/30/2006) (song#4199)

Me and my brothers, when we were boys
Didn’t bring our mother too much joy
When we’d sneak off to watch the trains rolling by
I remember that lonesome whistle sound
That our mother heard for miles around
We’d wave and the conductor would wave goodbye

Now those old trains don’t run like they used to
There came hard times in railroad land
Everybody was poor, couldn’t lend a hand
Shiny new locomotives go flying by
For old trains I hang my head and sigh

On the banks of the San Jacinto we would stand
Three boys with fishin’ poles in our hands
We’d marvel at the smoke so black
Coming from that old trains’ smokin’ stack
For old trains I still dream at night

When an old locomotive whistle whined
It would call us down to the river to play
Now they’re still in these dreams of mine
Dreams that seem will never drift away

Now those old trains don’t run like they used to
There came hard times in railroad land
Everybody was poor, couldn’t lend a hand
Shiny new locomotives go flying by
For old trains I hang my head and sigh


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Subject: RE: Train Songs
From: GUEST,Larry W Jones - Kingwood Kowboy
Date: 08 Sep 19 - 06:03 PM

Cotton Pickin’ Railroad Blues (Larry W. Jones 12/24/2006) (song#4253)

Now, I was born in Texarkana
In the middle of a cotton patch
Yeah, I was born in Texarkana
Not far from the railroad track

I picked cotton in the heat of day
Heard the train’s whistle at night
I picked cotton in the heat of day
Thought of disappearin’ from sight

That old train’s load of new cotton
Disappeared down the track from view
I rode some dreams I’ve forgotten
With the cotton pickin’ railroad blues

Now, my Daddy was a cotton picker
My Mama was a hard working soul
Now, what can I say about my sister
Except that Texarkana took its toll

When I think about pickin’ cotton
I just put on my travellin’ shoes
And on the track of dreams forgotten
Sing the cotton pickin’ railroad blues

That old train’s load of new cotton
Disappeared down the track from view
I rode some dreams I’ve forgotten
With the cotton pickin’ railroad blues

When I think about pickin’ cotton
I just put on my travellin’ shoes
And on the track of dreams forgotten
Sing the cotton pickin’ railroad blues


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Subject: RE: Train Songs
From: GUEST,Larry W Jones - Kingwood Kowboy
Date: 08 Sep 19 - 06:13 PM

Freight Train From Texas (Larry W. Jones 01/09/2007) (song#4305)

When I was just a kid, I did what most kids did
Or at least those who lived along the tracks
When school was out, in Summer I found out
What the magic of freight trains was all about
Two cold rails of steel
A thousand hot freight train wheels
That sound sent my wild dreams down the track
And those dreams were bound to never come back

Freight train from Texas, freight train from Texas
Dreams never to return, turn, turn, never to return

When I heard that freight train whistle roar
It sounded like an outbound musical score
Mama couldn’t keep me from chasing that freight train lore
Every night when I went to sleep
My dreams were freight train deep
And before too long, I was singin’ that freight train song

Freight train from Texas, freight train from Texas
Dreams never to return, turn, turn, never to return

I hopped on an outward bound, to see what could be found
There were dreams I had to catch in that freight train sound
I’ve heard it said of trains, somehow they mesmerize brains
Every time a freight train rolled through
I found out I was one of those fools too
That world of mine would never be the same

Freight train from Texas, freight train from Texas
Dreams never to return, turn, turn, never to return
Dreams never to return, turn, turn, never to return
Freight train dreams never to return


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Subject: RE: Train Songs
From: GUEST,Larry W Jones - Kingwood Kowboy
Date: 08 Sep 19 - 06:17 PM

Train To El Paso (Larry W. Jones 01/26/2007) (song#4355)

I’m boarding the train to El Paso
Got my ticket right here in my hand
I’m boarding the train to El Paso
Gonna find me some west Texas sand

I left that girl back in Dallas
You know, she treated this poor cowboy bad
Never seen a girl so callous
Now read this El Paso paper employment ad

I’m boarding the train to El Paso
Where it don’t hardly ever rain, I am told
I’m boarding the train to El Paso
Gonna find myself a true love I can hold

Thank goodness Texas is as wide as it is
A cowboy can find a place to hide that is his
I’ve died inside cause love’s gone amiss
I’m boarding the train to El Paso without a kiss

– instrumental –

I’m boarding the train to El Paso
Got my ticket right here in my hand
I’m boarding the train to El Paso
Gonna find me some west Texas sand

I’m boarding the train to El Paso
Gonna find me some west Texas sand


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Subject: RE: Train Songs
From: GUEST,Larry W Jones - Kingwood Kowboy
Date: 08 Sep 19 - 06:21 PM

Train To Amarillo (Larry W. Jones 01/26/2007) (song#4359)

Is this the train to Amarillo, I heard somebody say
And it was plain I’d heard that voice before
I was so surprised when she looked into my eyes
But before I could reply, she turned and stepped away
I was standing in the rain as I called out her name
Then she turned back to me and I heard her cries

The dining car waiter poured our past
Up to the brim of the tall wine glass
And we talked over times we both held dear
The Great Plains train whistle blew
As through the Texas night we flew
Knowing that Amarillo would soon be near

Amarillo summer nights when we were young
Were now igniting old memories one by one
We were two older dreamers, it was plain
On a midnight screamer, the Amarillo train
We were two older dreamers, it was plain
On a midnight screamer, the Amarillo train

When we got to the station, I kissed her goodbye
She had to go on to Santa Fe
How in all creation did I lose her to another guy
I still wonder to this very day

– instrumental –

The dining car waiter poured our past
Up to the brim of the tall wine glass
And we talked over times we both held dear
The Great Plains train whistle blew
As through the Texas night we flew
Knowing that Amarillo would soon be near

Amarillo summer nights when we were young
Were now igniting old memories one by one
We were two older dreamers, it was plain
On a midnight screamer, the Amarillo train
We were two older dreamers, it was plain
On a midnight screamer, the Amarillo train

Kingwood Kowboy


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Subject: RE: Train Songs
From: GUEST,Larry W Jones - Kingwood Kowboy
Date: 08 Sep 19 - 06:24 PM

An Old Hobo Again (Larry W. Jones 02/02/2007) (song#4371)

I listen to the rumble and the lonesome whistle blow
Of another old freight train as it rolls on by so slow
I listen to the clatter and the chatter of the wheels
Only an old hobo like me could ever know how it feels

Hear the freight train whistle blow
Hear the freight train whistle blow
Hear those wheels go clickety clack
As it rumbles slowly down the track

I know there’s an old hobo
Grumbling on his way back
From wherever he’s been down the track
When I hear that freight train whistle blow
And I hear those wheels go clickety clack
I’m an old hobo again who knows he can’t go back

When night time comes, I listen
Even if the time is getting late
I listen for the train of dreams
That old slow moving freight
And when I hear that lonesome sound
That only comes from an outward bound
I become an old hobo again
Hopping that old slow freight train

I know there’s an old hobo
Grumbling on his way back
From wherever he’s been down the track
When I hear that freight train whistle blow
And I hear those wheels go clickety clack
I’m an old hobo again who knows he can’t go back

Kingwood Kowboy


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Subject: RE: Train Songs
From: GUEST,Larry W Jones - Kingwood Kowboy
Date: 08 Sep 19 - 06:27 PM

Rollin’ Down That Railroad Track (Larry W. Jones 02/04/2007) (song#4385)

See that locomotive comin’ with a flaming stack
Eight big wheels a-rollin’ down the track
I wonder if he’ll ever be a-comin’ back
From rollin’ and a-rollin’ down that railroad track

I wonder how that ‘ol locomotive engineer feels
With his hand on the throttle burnin’ up the steel
Don’t you know he wouldn’t trade for a Cadillac
Keeping that locomotive a-rollin’ down the track

Twenty flat cars and forty nine box cars too
Enough to make a hobo’s teeth shake a-loose
That locomotive’s loaded but he’s got the juice
Rollin’ down that track like a flyin’ goose

– train whistle and harmonica –

I wonder how that ‘ol locomotive engineer feels
With his hand on the throttle burnin’ up the steel
Don’t you know he wouldn’t trade for a Cadillac
Keeping that locomotive a-rollin’ down the track

One of these days I’m gonna pack my sack
Hop aboard a freight goin’ clickety-clack
I wonder if I’ll ever be a-comin’ back
From rollin’ and a-rollin’ down that railroad track

Rollin’ and a-rollin’ down that railroad track
Rollin’ and a-rollin’ down that railroad track
Rollin’ and a-rollin’ down… [outbound whistle]

Kingwood Kowboy


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Subject: RE: Train Songs
From: GUEST,Larry W Jones - Kingwood Kowboy
Date: 08 Sep 19 - 06:35 PM

Down The Heartbreak Line (Larry W. Jones 03/30/2007) (song#4550)

Bright light shinin’ down a railroad track
Night train whinin’ with a flaming stack
Listen to the whistle leavin’ me behind
Takin’ my baby down the Heartbreak Line
Choo choo rollin’ down the Heartbreak Line

Well, I thought my baby’s love was true
Now she’s gone with somebody I never knew
Down The Heartbreak Line
I wouldn’t buy a ticket even if I could
I’m singin’ like a cricket on old dead wood
About that uptown baby of mine
Down The Heartbreak Line
Choo choo rollin’ down the Heartbreak Line

– instrumental –

I wouldn’t buy a ticket even if I could
I’m singin’ like a cricket on old dead wood
About that uptown baby of mine
Down The Heartbreak Line
Choo choo rollin’ down the Heartbreak Line

Choo choo, choo choo
Down The Heartbreak Line
I wouldn’t buy a ticket even if I could
I’m singin’ like a cricket on old dead wood
About that uptown baby of mine
Down The Heartbreak Line
Choo choo rollin’ down the Heartbreak Line

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Subject: RE: Train Songs
From: GUEST,Larry W Jones - Kingwood Kowboy
Date: 08 Sep 19 - 06:37 PM

Midnight Flier (Larry W. Jones 04/09/2007) (song#4571)

Your love is now a lying thing
Heartaches are all it brings
A truer love’s what I require
I’m gonna roll, roll, roll on the midnight flier

I’m leavin’ town on the midnight flier
I’m gonna roll, roll, roll
Away from this mire
So, shovel that coal, coal, coal
To the midnight flier, the midnight flier

– instrumental –

Your love that once was sweet
Now lies in shame at your feet
I’m not to blame for this, dear
And you can claim my every tear

I’m leavin’ town on the midnight flier
I’m gonna roll, roll, roll
Away from this mire
So, shovel that coal, coal, coal
To the midnight flier, the midnight flier
So, shovel that coal, coal, coal
To the midnight flier, the midnight flier

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Subject: RE: Train Songs
From: GUEST,Larry W Jones - Kingwood Kowboy
Date: 08 Sep 19 - 06:38 PM

New Time Zone (Larry W. Jones 03/07/2007) (song#4501)

I saw a big eight wheeler comin’ down the track
With the whistle blowin’ and a flamin’ stack
And it was travelin’ on, to a new time zone
That was all I had to see, and it called to me
My new home, you see, is a hundred box cars long
And I’m travelin’ on, to some new time zone

Now, that woman of mine and I were doin’ fine
But she got to drinkin’ a little too much wine
And talkin’ on the phone, until the early dawn
I didn’t know it then, but it was not her kin
She done her daddy wrong, and I’m now long gone
I’m in my new home, a hundred box cars long

I asked the engineer nice, blow the whistle twice
So she can hear it moan, as I’m travelin’ on
Now, all you guys at home who’s payin’ the price
For a two timin’ woman who’s love is cold as ice
Better take my advice and treat the engineer nice
In your new found home, a hundred box cars long

I gave no regard stoppin’ at the switchin’ yard
I’m through with bein’ hitched, my heart is scarred
And I’m travelin’ on, to some new time zone
I hopped a big eight wheeler comin’ down the track
With the whistle blowin’ and a flamin’ stack
Now I’m a-travelin’ on, to a new time zone
Travelin’ on, to a new time zone
Travelin’ on, to a new time zone
Travelin’ on…

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Subject: RE: Train Songs
From: GUEST
Date: 08 Sep 19 - 06:40 PM

Ghost Train (Larry W. Jones 04/26/2007) (song#4613)

The old train was standing on the side track
Four hobos climbin’ in the boxcar at the back
I decided to take a look in the old car up front
That’s when I heard the whistle and the bump

Ghost train, ghost train we ride
Ghost train, ghost train we ride
Ghost train, ghost train we ride
Me and four hobos ridin’ to the twilight zone tonight

Ghost train went clickity clack, clickity clack and bump
As it rattled on down the tracks with a thumpity thump
Then it went through a tunnel so dark a cat couldn’t see
Hobos were screamin’, scared my ‘ol heart right out of me

Ghost train, ghost train we ride
Ghost train, ghost train we ride
Ghost train, ghost train we ride
Me and four hobos ridin’ to the twilight zone tonight

Said to myself, sonny this train ride’s the end of you
Now it ain’t so funny when a sane man goes crazy too
I can’t understand it all or just how I got back here
It must have been a dream down a train track of fear

Ghost train, ghost train we ride
Ghost train, ghost train we ride
Ghost train, ghost train we ride
Me and four hobos ridin’ to the twilight zone tonight

Kingwood Kowboy


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Subject: RE: Train Songs
From: GUEST,Larry W Jones - Kingwood Kowboy
Date: 08 Sep 19 - 06:43 PM

Riding The Rails Of The Outward Bound (Larry W. Jones 05/10/2007) (song#4639)

Looking out this open boxcar door
At the cold heavy falling snows
Around the midnight train it blows
And on the tattered plywood floor
Thinking of the crackle of a hobo’s fire
Is just another thing to get me down
Wondering why I’m on this midnight flyer
Riding the rails of the outward bound

Another blue monday, another new town
There’s not a lot for lonely hobos to do
I’ve seen faces staring at the ground
But the only one I’m caring about is you
I read all of last week’s funny papers
One had teardrops falling off a clown
Funny how folks laugh at hobo’s capers
Riding the rails of the outward bound

– instrumental –

Another blue monday, another new town
There’s not a lot for lonely hobos to do
I’ve seen faces staring at the ground
But the only one I’m caring about is you

I listen for footsteps of the railroad bull
Hoping I don’t see him at my boxcar door
And if this coat had a little bit more wool
Maybe I could feel as warm as I was before
And the winter this year is sure to last
I’m headin’ south where the sun is found
On down the tracks far away from my past
Riding the rails of the outward bound


Kingwood Kowboy


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Subject: RE: Train Songs
From: GUEST,Larry W Jones - Kingwood Kowboy
Date: 08 Sep 19 - 06:45 PM

I’m A Hobo (Larry W. Jones 05/17/2007) (song#4650)

Well, I was asked, how come I don’t work like real men do
Now, how can I be at work and be a hobo too
Freight train’s a-comin’ and the sky is blue
I’m gonna be a hobo ’til my life is through

Where the four winds blow, I’m a hobo
Where the four winds blow, that’s where I’ve been
Where the four winds blow, I’m a hobo
On any old feight train comin’ ’round the bend

Well, I was asked, what do I do with the money I earn
Now, if I ever had money, it was money to burn
I used to have a job with a good return
But now I’m just a hobo with no concern

Where the four winds blow, I’m a hobo
Where the four winds blow, that’s where I’ve been
Where the four winds blow, I’m a hobo
On any old feight train comin’ ’round the bend

When the summer time comes, I’ll be headin’ north
When the winter time comes, I’ll be headin’ south
When it’s spring time or autumn, it’s east or west
Any place is best as long as I can stuff my mouth

Where the four winds blow, I’m a hobo
Where the four winds blow, that’s where I’ve been
Where the four winds blow, I’m a hobo
On any old feight train comin’ ’round the bend

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Subject: RE: Train Songs
From: GUEST,Larry W Jones - Kingwood Kowboy
Date: 08 Sep 19 - 06:48 PM

Girl In High Heeled Slippers (Larry W. Jones 05/20/2007) (song#4666)

Now, come all you rounders and you will hear
Of Janie Jones, wife of a locomotive engineer
Janie Jones was Casey’s wife, she was the wife of a railroad man
John Luther Jones rode the Illinois Central to the promised land

Janie knew Casey Jones loved a locomotive
But she didn’t know Casey would make history
Janie saw Casey climb aboard a locomotive
Called the New Orleans Special on the old I.C.

Janie’s husband pulled into Memphis on train Number Four
Old Sam Tate was scheduled down to Canton but Sam was ill
When Illinois Central asked for a volunteer, Casey said, I will
If I can have Simon Webb, my fireman true, and engine number 382

Engine 382 was a Rogers Ten Wheeler, six drivers strong
A powerful locomotive and fast for the likes of Casey Jones
The big wheels were six feet high, made for railroad zippers
Casey Jones called her The Old Girl In High Heeled Slippers

Janie Jones saw Casey mounted in the cabin
Janie Jones saw Casey with orders in his hand
Janie Jones saw Casey mounted in the cabin
On his farewell journey to the promised land

Casey pulled out of Memphis nearly two hours late
Soon he had train Number One at a breakneck rate
Janie thought she could hear the new train whistle moan
And she knew the engineer was her man, Casey Jones

Casey yelled to Simon through the night time wind
Simon, open up the boiler door and heave the coal in
Simon Webb gave the coal shovel everything he had
Anything to make Canton on time for a railroad lad

Water in Sardis and Grenada in the early morn
It was April 30, 1900 near the town of Vaughn
Train Number One was now only two minutes late
Seventy miles an hour, Casey didn’t see the freight

Train Number Eighty Three was still on the main line
Casey yelled, jump Simon, while you still have time
At 3:52 in the morning with the throttle in his hand
Janie never knew her husband went to the promised land

Janie Jones with three children were left to mourn
Her husband, Casey lost his life on that April morn
Now only God knows if he will see divine grace
All we know is no one will ever take Casey’s place

Janie Jones said he died at the throttle
Janie Jones was the wife of a railroad man
Janie Jones said he died at the throttle
Casey Jones rode the girl in high heeled slippers
To the promised land

Kingwood Kowboy


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Subject: RE: Train Songs
From: GUEST,Larry W Jones - Kingwood Kowboy
Date: 08 Sep 19 - 06:50 PM

Iron Horse Rolling On (Larry W. Jones 06/01/20070 (song#4693)

Down along the river valleys
Up across the Great Divide
All would hear the rolling thunder
That would not be denied

White smoke along rails of steel
Flaming stack and rolling wheels
Heading toward the western sea
Writing into the pages of history

Rolling thunder heading west
Treading rails in some new quest
Listen to that whistle moan
Iron horse rolling on and on
Iron horse rolling on

Rolling over trestles spanning rivers wild
Iron men manning tenders where coal is piled
Listen to that whistle moan
Iron horse rolling on and on
Iron horse rolling on

– instrumental –

White smoke along rails of steel
Flaming stack and rolling wheels
Heading toward the western sea
Writing into the pages of history

Rolling thunder heading west
Treading rails in some new quest
Listen to that whistle moan
Iron horse rolling on and on
Iron horse rolling on

Kingwood Kowboy


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Subject: RE: Train Songs
From: GUEST,Larry W Jones - Kingwood Kowboy
Date: 08 Sep 19 - 06:53 PM

Outbound Train At Noon Blues (Larry W. Jones 06/02/2007) (song#4697)

When I woke up this morning
Skies were cloudy, it was raining too
When I woke up this morning
Skies were cloudy, it was raining too
My good gal, she done told me
She’s leaving on the outbound train at noon

I asked my good gal why she was leaving
Why she was leaving so soon
I asked my good gal why she was leaving
Why she was leaving so soon
My good gal, well she told me
She was tired of grieving and wearing her worn out shoes

When I woke up this morning
My good gal was on a short fuse
When I woke up this morning
My good gal was on a short fuse
Now I’ve got to tell you fellas
I’ve got the outbound train at noon blues

– instrumental –

My good gal, well she told me
She was tired of grieving and wearing her worn out shoes

I tried to reason with my baby
But anything I said was no use
I tried to reason with my baby
But anything I said was no use
My good gal, she done told me
She’s leaving on the outbound train at noon

When I said goodbye this morning
My good gal was on a short fuse
When I said goodbye this morning
My good gal was on a short fuse
Now I’ve got to tell you fellas
I’ve got the outbound train at noon blues

Kingwood Kowboy


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Subject: RE: Train Songs
From: GUEST,Larry W Jones - Kingwood Kowboy
Date: 08 Sep 19 - 06:55 PM

Last Train To San Antone (Larry W. Jones 06/11/2007) (song#4719)

Somewhere there’s a brand new cowboy waiting to be born
In a barn somewhere there’s a sheep waiting to be shorn
One of them is waiting for the daylight of the morn
And one of them is wondering what will keep it warm

I’m waiting at the station and my hair is all wind blown
And big wheels are turning on the last train to San Antone

There’s a DJ on the radio with more sad songs to play
There’s a girl who passed my way and wanted me to stay
I listened to them both and all I have to say
Is play another sad song and I’ll be on my way

– instrumental –

This one way train ticket is the only thing on earth I own
And big wheels are turning on the last train to San Antone

I’m waiting in a line that’s now my destiny
Looking for a sign as to where it’s leading me
The train is headed south, listen to it moan
There’s only one way out, down to San Antone

And big wheels are turning
And big wheels are turning
And big wheels are turning on the last train to San Antone

Kingwood Kowboy


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Subject: RE: Train Songs
From: GUEST,Larry W Jones - Kingwood Kowboy
Date: 08 Sep 19 - 06:56 PM

Osage Route (Larry W. Jones 06/25/2007) (song#4738)

She rolled into sight a mile up the track
Working up steam with her brake shoes slack
Her whistle moaned when at the whistle post
Stopping at the station like a lonesome ghost

Old John heard the roar on the polished steel
Of steam drivers pounding on six big wheels
The flanges made a screech on ribbons of rail
As she rolled along west on the prairie trail

– instrumental –

Old John got ready and he took a chance
He climbed aboard to do the hobo’s dance
He reached up high for the end door pin
Opened up the door and Old John climbed in

Old John didn’t bother with counting sheep
He just crawled on in and went fast asleep
The whistle moaned as she high balled out
With Old John headed west on the Osage Route

Kingwood Kowboy


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Subject: RE: Train Songs
From: GUEST,Larry W Jones - Kingwood Kowboy
Date: 08 Sep 19 - 06:58 PM

Hobos Found Dixie Bound (Larry W. Jones 07/01/2007) (song#4753)

Slow freight train rollin’
Makin’ a drowsy sound
In the boxcars sleepin’
Are hobos Dixie bound

Wobblin’, rockin’, rollin’
Freight train on its way
Hobos found Dixie bound
Down to Mobile Bay

Engineer at the throttle
Conductor in the caboose
Hobos sharin’ a bottle
Tryin’ to take a snooze

Wobblin’, rockin’, rollin’
Freight train on its way
Hobos found Dixie bound
Down to Mobile Bay

No more cold and rain
Past the Mason Dixon line
Hobos goin’ home again
Where Dixie sun will shine

Wobblin’, rockin’, rollin’
Freight train on its way
Hobos found Dixie bound
Down to Mobile Bay

Dixie has the sunshine
No more skies of grey
Hobos on the Dixie line
Sleepin’ in the hay

Wobblin’, rockin’, rollin’
Freight train on its way
Hobos found Dixie bound
Down to Mobile Bay

Wobblin’, rockin’, rollin’
Freight train on its way
Hobos found Dixie bound
Down to Mobile Bay

Kingwood Kowboy


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Subject: RE: Train Songs
From: GUEST,Larry W Jones - Kingwood Kowboy
Date: 08 Sep 19 - 07:01 PM

Thousand Miles To Home (Larry W. Jones 08/04/2007) (song#4797)

Well, here I am walking along the track
Thinking of writing another letter home
To tell my folks that I’ll be coming back
Cause I’ve run out of places I want to roam

When I hear that home bound train in the night
A ticket to home will ease the pain and the fright
It’s a thousand miles to where I’m goin’
And I know that a thousand smiles will be showin’
When I ride that train a thousand miles home

– instrumental –

I’ll have to pawn my guitar and rings
Because I’ve already pawned my dreams
Gonna go through the third class ticket turnstile
And watch the countryside pass a thousand miles

Well, one thing for sure I know
No more am I gonna roam
I’m gonna live my life poor but slow
In a thousand miles when I get home

I know when I hear that home bound train in the night
A ticket to home will ease the pain and the fright
It’s a long old thousand miles to where I’m goin’
And I know a thousand smiles will be showin’
When I ride that train a thousand miles to home

Kingwood Kowboy


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Subject: RE: Train Songs
From: GUEST,Larry W Jones - Kingwood Kowboy
Date: 08 Sep 19 - 07:13 PM

Roll On Away Coal Train (Larry W. Jones 08/05/2007) (song#4802)

Well, I pound a nine pound hammer
That’s a little too heavy for my size
Yeah, I pound a nine pound hammer
That’s a little too heavy for my size
Wish I could go down in the valley
And be with my baby til sunrise

Roll on away coal train
Roll on away from here
Roll on away coal train
And take away my cares
Take your load of number nine coal
And let me see your big wheels roll
Roll on away coal train
Roll on away from here

Well, it’s a long way from Leavenworth
To home sweet home I’ll never see
This nine pound hammer that strikes the earth
Is gonna be the end of me

– instrumental –

Well, this nine pound hammer that I own
Is gonna take a mighty toll
And you can carve this on my headstone
He died poundin’ that lignite coal

Roll on away coal train
Roll on away from here
Roll on away coal train
And take away my cares
Take your load of number nine coal
And let me see your big wheels roll
Roll on away coal train
Roll on away from here

Kingwood Kowboy


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Subject: RE: Train Songs
From: GUEST,Larry W Jones - Kingwood Kowboy
Date: 08 Sep 19 - 07:15 PM

South Bound Freight (Larry W. Jones 08/14/2007) (song#4833)

Well, I’ve been so lonesome for San Antone
And that Lone Star State seems so far away
But now I hear that south bound freight train song
I’ll be ridin’ down to Texas today

I’ve spent by best years gaily ram’blin
And now it’s time to head on back
On top of an old box car am’blin’
Down that old south bound railroad track

South bound freight, south bound freight
Take me down to San Antone and don’t be late
South bound freight, south bound freight
Take be south down to that Lone Star Texas State

– instrumental –

I’ve been like an old stray cat far away from home
It’s been my way of life to roam
But I was born in Texas outside San Antone
South bound freight, let me hear you moan

I see that south bound freight a-rollin’
Blowin’ black smoke from her stack
Down to Texas where I’m a-goiin’
San Antone is somewhere down her track

South bound freight, south bound freight
Take me down to San Antone and don’t be late
South bound freight, south bound freight
Take be south down to that Lone Star Texas State

Kingwood Kowboy


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Subject: RE: Train Songs
From: GUEST,Larry W Jones - Kingwood Kowboy
Date: 08 Sep 19 - 07:17 PM

Blues Are A Good Man Feelin’ Bad (Larry W. Jones 08/27/2007) (song#4883)

Well, I’m hoppin’ a freight train
Headin’ for another town
There’s nothin’ good here to gain
Just sadness hangin’ around

Oh, now the blues, they ain’t nothin’
That many a good man ain’t had
Hobos told me about hurtin’
Blues are a good man feelin’ bad

I never asked that woman for a favor
I can’t believe how she put me down
Being a hobo might be a life saver
I’m takin’ this freight train out of town

– instrumental –

I never asked that woman for a favor
I can’t believe how she put me down
Being a hobo might be a life saver
I’m takin’ this freight train out of town


I’m gonna ride this old B & O
Up that old Chicago railroad track
I’m feelin’ so put down and put low
That I just might never set foot back

Oh, now the blues, they ain’t nothin’
That many a good man ain’t had
Hobos told me about hurtin’
Blues are a good man feelin’ bad

Oh yeah, hobos told me about hurtin’
Blues are just a good man feelin’ so bad

Kingwood Kowboy


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Subject: RE: Train Songs
From: GUEST,Larry W Jones - Kingwood Kowboy
Date: 08 Sep 19 - 07:20 PM

Loco Locomotive Man (Larry W. Jones 09/01/2007) (song#4899)

Coal black smoke was pouring from the stack
Six wheel drivers made the engine moan
The locomotive was racing down the track
Shaking everybody down to the bone
The train was rocking as away it ran
All of the passengers could only groan
On a train driven fast by a loco locomotive man

This passenger train is gonna roll as fast as it can
The laughing engineer said as he pushed the throttle home
All thought the end was near with a loco locomotive man
At the throttle singing his loco locomotive song

– instrumental –

All thought the end was near with a loco locomotive man
At the throttle singing his loco locomotive song

Then over the top of the coal car climbed old Hobo Dan
He had been riding the rails since railroads began
Hobo Dan said, I’ve been riding the rails without a plan
But never with a loco locomotive man
To the cab he made his way and fought with the engineer
Old Dan saved the day as he eased the throttle down
On his knees was this advice, as he knew his end was near
All you passengers, listen and give me your ear
Never ride with a loco locomotive man

Never ride with a loco locomotive man

Kingwood Kowboy


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Subject: RE: Train Songs
From: GUEST,Larry W Jones - Kingwood Kowboy
Date: 08 Sep 19 - 07:22 PM

Pocono Locomotive (Larry W. Jones 09/08/2007) (song#4925)

I met a restless heart in Pennsylvania
I thought that sweet girl was gonna be mine
I might as well have been in Romania
That old locomotive left me behind

It was the Pocono Locomotive
She boarded and I still don’t know her motive
As she looked at me out the window pane
She saw I was crying standing in the rain
It was the Pocono Locomotive
She left and won’t be coming back again, on
That old locomotive that she boarded
The Pocono Locomotive midnight train

I heard eight big wheels rumble
Pulling cars on past the hobo jungle
I sure wish she’d come on back
Down that Pocono Locomotive track
I would stand out in the rain
For that old Pennsylvania midnight train

– instrumental –

It was the Pocono Locomotive
She boarded and I still don’t know her motive
As she looked at me out the window pane
She saw I was crying standing in the rain
It was the Pocono Locomotive
She left and won’t be coming back again, on
That old locomotive that she boarded
The Pocono Locomotive midnight train

Why that girl up and left me
Never will be known
She hit the track, won’t be back
Now I’m on my own

I heard eight big wheels rumble
Pulling cars on past the hobo jungle
I sure wish she’d come on back
Down that Pocono Locomotive track
I would stand out in the rain
For that old Pennsylvania midnight train

Kingwood Kowboy


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Subject: RE: Train Songs
From: GUEST,Larry W Jones - Kingwood Kowboy
Date: 08 Sep 19 - 07:24 PM

Texas Midnight Zephyr (Larry W. Jones 09/21/2007) (song#4987)

Well, look ’round the bend a-rollin’
Rollin’ on down that railroad track
Yeah, look ’round the bend a-rollin’
Rollin’ on down that railroad track
That night train is called the Texas Midnight Zephyr
Rockin’ my blue eyed darlin’ back

Well, she’s been down to Florida
Getting some warm sand in her shoes
I’ve been waiting in hot Texas
Feeling these cold and lonesome blues
She’s rollin’ in on that Texas Midnight Zephyr
Now these old blues I’m gonna lose

– instrumental –

Well, she’s been down to Florida
Getting some warm sand in her shoes
I’ve been waiting in hot Texas
Feeling these cold and lonesome blues
She’s rollin’ in on that Texas Midnight Zephyr
Now these old blues I’m gonna lose

Hey Joe, look around the bend a-rollin’
That Texas Midnight Zephyr’s on the line
Well Joe, my poor heart it’ll be consolin’
Look at her big ol’ Texas headlight shine
That night train is called the Texas Midnight Zephyr
Rollin’ my darlin’ on the midnight line

Kingwood Kowboy


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Subject: RE: Train Songs
From: GUEST,Larry W Jones - Kingwood Kowboy
Date: 08 Sep 19 - 07:26 PM

Canadian Pacific (Larry W. Jones 09/22/2007) (song#5000)

From east to west, coast to coast, night and day
See the rollin’ of big wheels on their way
Diesel hummin’ to the engineer’s command
The Canadian Pacific is rolling across the land

She’s the pride of Canada as she flies
From Montreal across the Great Divide
By Lake Louise and through great deserts dry
Watch as the Canadian Pacific goes rollin’ by

The Canadian Pacific goes rollin’ down the track
Five thousand miles she rolls out to the coast and back
Five thousand miles to roll, five thousand miles to go
Five thousand miles she rolls out to the coast and back

– instrumental –

Beside the line, a cowboy, in a battered Stetson hat
Farther along, a housewife, hangs clothes on a line out back
They both pause to see a special train as she fairly flies
Watch as the Canadian Pacific goes rollin’ by

Hear her whistle blowin’ neath Canadian stars at night
Saluting all who crosses and for those who built the track
Remember all the coolies and others who spent their prime
So the Canadian gets to the Pacific on time

The Canadian Pacific goes rollin’ down the track
Five thousand miles she rolls out to the coast and back
Five thousand miles to roll, five thousand miles to go
Five thousand miles she rolls out to the coast and back

Watch as the Canadian Pacific goes rollin’ by

Kingwood Kowboy


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Subject: RE: Train Songs
From: GUEST,Larry W Jones - Kingwood Kowboy
Date: 08 Sep 19 - 07:29 PM

Rock Island Line (Larry W. Jones 10/19/2007) (song#5092)

Well, the Rock Island Line was a mighty fine line
Yeah, the Rock Island Line was the railroad to ride
But now the old Rock Island Line has seen it’s time
You can’t buy a ticket on the Rock Island Line

The hobos all cried when they lost their ride
They lost their ride when the Rock Island died

Well, the Rock Island Line was a mighty fine line
Yeah, the Rock Island Line was the railroad to ride
But now the old Rock Island Line has seen it’s time
You can’t buy a ticket on the Rock Island Line

Heard lots of shoutin’ from the stevedores
When the old Rock Island Line closed its doors

Well, the Rock Island Line was a mighty fine line
Yeah, the Rock Island Line was the railroad to ride
But now the old Rock Island Line has seen it’s time
You can’t buy a ticket on the Rock Island Line

Now, I might be wrong or I might be right
I thought I dreamed of that Rock Island light

Well, the Rock Island Line was a mighty fine line
Yeah, the Rock Island Line was the railroad to ride
But now the old Rock Island Line has seen it’s time
You can’t buy a ticket on the Rock Island Line

Yeah, the Rock Island Line was the railroad to ride
But now the old Rock Island Line has seen it’s time
You can’t buy a ticket on the Rock Island Line

Kingwood Kowboy


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Subject: RE: Train Songs
From: GUEST,Larry W Jones - Kingwood Kowboy
Date: 08 Sep 19 - 07:32 PM

Texas Cannonball (Larry W. Jones 10/24/2007) (song#5107)

I’m a-rollin’ back to Texas
It’s the big Lone Star State for me
Where pecan trees grow and the oil wells flow
Texas is home sweet home to me
Good folks there will meet you and then greet you
With a great big loud Howdy Y’all
I say I’m blessed cause I’m a-rollin’ west

On the fast Texas Cannonball
On the Texas Cannonball, Texas Cannonball
Just listen as the whistle calls out Howdy Y’all
I know there’s a cowgirl waitin’
And she’s the fairest of them all
I say I’m blessed cause I’m a-rollin’ west
On the fast Texas Cannonball

– instrumental –

Now, when I cross that old Sabine
I’ll see miles and miles of Texas
It’s the best state I’ve ever seen
Just put my name where the X is

On the Texas Cannonball, Texas Cannonball
Just listen as the whistle calls out Howdy Y’all
I know there’s a cowgirl waitin’
And she’s the fairest of them all
I say I’m blessed cause I’m a-rollin’ west
On the fast Texas Cannonball

Kingwood Kowboy


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Subject: RE: Train Songs
From: GUEST,Larry W Jones - Kingwood Kowboy
Date: 08 Sep 19 - 07:34 PM

Transcontinental Railway (Larry W. Jones 10/31/2007) (song#5124)

I’m takin’ the transcontinental railway
To get my mind in repose
I’m takin’ the transcontinental railway
Gotta find where love still grows

I’ve packed my overnighter
Got my ticket in my hand
Nothing could be more righter
Than takin’ a train so grand

Eleven, departing the station this morning
Yearning, my heart will no longer be in mourning
Seven, I’m arriving at seven tomorrow
Seems like heaven, I’ll no longer be in sorrow

– instrumental –

Oh, I don’t know why I ever went astray
From my dear loving homestead shack
I’m takin’ the transcontinental railway
Transcontinental railway back

Oh, I don’t know why I ever went astray
From my dear loving homestead shack
I’m takin’ the transcontinental railway
Transcontinental railway back

Kingwood Kowboy


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Subject: RE: Train Songs
From: GUEST,Larry W Jones - Kingwood Kowboy
Date: 08 Sep 19 - 07:35 PM

Happy Sound Of The Homeward Bound (Larry W. Jones 02/20/2008) (song#5301)

Well, I’ve been up north where the snow falls down
And the sun, it don’t hardly ever shine
So, I’m ridin’ the rails now, homeward bound
Down to Dixieland for to ease my mind
Down to Dixieland for to ease my mind

Some folks are bad but most are good
Most everywhere that this old train track goes
I belong where it’s understood
That love grows stronger than a river flows

Like the Mississippi runs from the melting snow
Dixieland sons know where their home is found
They’re the ones who run away from the cold and woe
With the happy sound of the homeward bound
With the happy sound of the homeward bound

– instrumental –

Well, the happy sound of the homeward bound
Is the click and the clack of railroad steel
Not a happier man could there be found
None could feel better than the way I feel
None could feel better than the way I feel

Like the Mississippi runs from the melting snow
Dixieland sons know where their home is found
They’re the ones who run away from the cold and woe
With the happy sound of the homeward bound
With the happy sound of the homeward bound

Kingwood Kowboy


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Subject: RE: Train Songs
From: GUEST,Larry W Jones - Kingwood Kowboy
Date: 08 Sep 19 - 07:37 PM

Son Of A Railroad Man (Larry W. Jones 02/29/2008) (song#5319)

Well, I’m the son of a railroad man
Son of a railroad man
I’ve ridden rails all across this land
Yeah, I’m the son of a railroad man

Well, my Daddy was a railroad man
Folks knew him from far away
He could be gentle or tough as nails
Yeah, my Daddy was a railroad man
Along mountains, plains and bay
And his tales were as long as the rails

Well, I’m the son of a railroad man
Son of a railroad man
I’ve ridden rails all across this land
Yeah, I’m the son of a railroad man

– instrumental –

Now, I was born by the great divide
Where the mountains reached the sky
The railroad could never be denied
So I learned railroading from my Dad
Only way of life I had
I’ll be railroading until I die

Well, I’m the son of a railroad man
Son of a railroad man
I’ve ridden rails all across this land
Yeah, I’m the son of a railroad man

Kingwood Kowboy


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Subject: RE: Train Songs
From: GUEST,Larry W Jones - Kingwood Kowboy
Date: 08 Sep 19 - 07:39 PM

The Happiness Train (Larry W. Jones 04/01/2008) (song#5359)

Come on, it’s time to board
The happiness train

Sometimes this world will let you down
And you don’t feel like you can win
Well brother, don’t you wear a frown
Just get back on your feet again

Behind clouds you’ll find the sunshine
A silver line comes with the rain
Come on, get on this train of mine
All aboard the happiness train

Tunnels look so dark, it is true
Like days when you can’t find a friend
Come aboard, we’re waiting for you
Happiness is just ’round the bend

– instrumental –

Everyone needs an easy mind
And someplace out of the cold rain
Just listen to that happy whine
Of the outbound happiness train

The happiness train crosses all lands
The happiness train spans the whole world
Tickets are free for you and for me
Come on everyone, give it a whirl

Behind clouds you’ll find the sunshine
A silver line comes with the rain
Come on, get on this train of mine
All aboard the happiness train

The happiness train
The happiness train
The happiness train

Kingwood Kowboy


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Subject: RE: Train Songs
From: GUEST,Larry W Jones - Kingwood Kowboy
Date: 08 Sep 19 - 07:46 PM

Freight Train Racing Down A Hill (Larry W. Jones 04/11/2008) (song#5374)

Every evening at half past eight
Jake the bartender does his drill
Hey buddy, you don’t look so great
I move to a corner table to concentrate
A freight train racing down a hill

Tried one day to figure it out
I quit my job, a dead end route
To be a slob without a doubt
This life has robbed me of love’s thrill
A freight train racing down a hill

Second to second, minute to minute
And every hour that goes by
That freight train I hear beckon
With loads of pain, I reckon
I don’t stop to wonder why

Here I am when the sun goes down
Having my fun and drinking Crown
Thinking of her, nowhere around
A freight train racing down a hill

– instrumental –

Tried one day to figure it out
I quit my job, a dead end route
To be a slob without a doubt
This life has robbed me of love’s thrill
A freight train racing down a hill

Here I am when the sun goes down
Having my fun and drinking Crown
Thinking of her, nowhere around
A freight train racing down a hill

Freight train racing
Freight train racing
A freight train racing down a hill

Kingwood Kowboy


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Subject: RE: Train Songs
From: GUEST,Larry W Jones - Kingwood Kowboy
Date: 08 Sep 19 - 07:48 PM

That Lonesome Whistle Blowin’ (Larry W. Jones 04/27/2008) (song#5403)

I saw that train a-rollin’ down the line
A-strainin’ from the load but rollin’ fine
And when I heard that lonesome whistle blow
I knew that it was time for me to go
That lonesome whistle blowin’ blows my mind

My darlin’ is as sweet as sugar cane
I broke my darlin’s heart, which was insane
When I hear that whistle blow, it brings pain
I was wrong, I know, that was so unkind
That lonesome whistle blowin’ blows my mind

Railroad bull caught me farther down the rail
I’m pulling time here in this lonesome jail
He told me in a month that I’d be fine
It’s so dark in here, think I’m goin’ blind
That lonesome whistle blowin’ blows my mind

– instrumental –

My darlin’ is as sweet as sugar cane
I broke my darlin’s heart, which was insane
When I hear that whistle blow, it brings pain
I was wrong, I know, that was so unkind
That lonesome whistle blowin’ blows my mind

This is such a shame, I know I’m to blame
They’ve given me a number for a name
Well, I sure do miss that sweet gal of mine
A-way down on that Mason Dixon line
That lonesome whistle blowin’ blows my mind

Kingwood Kowboy


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Subject: RE: Train Songs
From: GUEST,Larry W Jones - Kingwood Kowboy
Date: 08 Sep 19 - 07:51 PM

Gotta Drive That Train (Larry W. Jones 05/11/2008) (song#5421)

Now, life’s too short for yesterdays
The sort of thing with no delays

If life’s ride is the bumpy kind
Just slide up front and you may find
Maybe while you were looking back
Your life has jumped right off the track

Now, it’s alright to remember
For that’s just part of history
But up front’s where it’s happening
Up where there’s so much mystery

The real enjoyment of living
Well, it’s not back where we have been
Just look forward with thanksgiving
To another new year, or ten

Life is searching all the byways
Never should you ever refrain
Because if you want to live life
You have all GOTTA DRIVE THAT TRAIN

Now, some folks ride the train of life
But always looking out the rear
Just watching miles of life roll by
Silently marking off the years

They just sit in sad rememberance
Of wasted days and nights gone by
Then they curse life for what it was
And hang their mournful head and cry

I don’t concern myself with that
Cause I took a different vent
I look forward to what life holds
And not backward to what I’ve spent

So now, strap me to the engine
Make it as secure as can be
Cause I want to be out in front
To see all life that I can see

I want to feel the winds of change
When it’s blowing right in my face
See the wheels of life rearrange
Zeal for life, going place to place
I want to see what life can cast
Cause I’m not looking at the past

Kingwood Kowboy


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Subject: RE: Train Songs
From: GUEST,Larry W Jones - Kingwood Kowboy
Date: 08 Sep 19 - 07:53 PM

A Thousand Miles Of Track Behind (Larry W. Jones 05/13/2008) (song#5425)

On this old freight line, a hobo
A thousand miles of track behind
Don’t know how many more I’ll go
Don’t know when I ate the last time

Keep wondering why she left me
How could hate come from love sublime
At one time she was my baby
A thousand miles of track behind

A thousand miles behind, I felt bad
When I found out she was that kind
She was the only love I had
Oh, how could I have been so blind

– instrumental –

Never before was I this way
Never a worry on my mind
I keep thinking back with dismay
A thousand miles of track behind

Oh, I still love that woman so
And she is still so intertwined
In my mem’ry that’s full of woe
A thousand miles of track behind

She has all those good lookin’ charms
Too bad she was the roving kind
Back there I held her in my arms
A thousand miles of track behind

Oh, I still love that woman so
A thousand miles of track behind

Kingwood Kowboy


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Subject: RE: Train Songs
From: GUEST,Larry W Jones - Kingwood Kowboy
Date: 08 Sep 19 - 08:00 PM

Wreckage Along The Railroad (Larry W. Jones 06/05/2008) (song#5477)

I’m just wreckage along the railroad, trash along the tracks
It don’t matter where this old railroad ends
I’ll just keep on riding because there ain’t no turning back
Though I never know what’s around the bend

I’ve met a lot of hobos just as much a wreck as I
Shared a pot of soup and a drink or two
I always tell them, I’ll see you soon, instead of goodbye
Then hop the next freight coming into view

I’ve rolled through many towns, big and small, but I’ve never stayed
I’ve looked at all the places far from home
Oh, please don’t pity me for this wrecked railroad masquerade
I’ll take a rain check on the dreams I’ve known

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I’m just wreckage along the railroad, on the same old tracks
I’ll ride these old rails til she’s forgotten me
I don’t need much money and what I own is on my back
I’ve still got miles to go and lots to see

My poor heart’s been wounded by an old love I couldn’t win
Played my cards for a queen and lost the bet
I’ll have to hide my tears and try to take it on the chin
I’m just wreckage along the railroad of regret

Kingwood Kowboy


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Subject: RE: Train Songs
From: GUEST,Larry W Jones - Kingwood Kowboy
Date: 08 Sep 19 - 08:02 PM

Wreck Of The Fireball Mail (Larry W. Jones 06/12/2008) (song#5486)

One cold and rainy night, not a beam of moonlight
The wind was blowing freezing rain straight down the rails
The engineer was brave, gave his sweetheart a wave
And climbed into the cabin of the Fireball Mail

His sweetheart said, so long, the throttle sounded strong
Nothing could go wrong with the Fireball Mail that night
Though tonight apart, he had a song in his heart
Tomorrow she would be his darling wedded wife

Iron wheels made a clack as the train rolled down the track
And the stack was glowing red as the black coal burned
There was no sense of dread as the light shined ahead
For his darling, the heart of the engineer yearned

– instrumental –

When he went around the curve, then froze every nerve
For he observed a strange light speeding on the rails
He saw the bad mistake as he pulled on air brakes
Tonight was his final ride on the Fireball Mail

Doubtful that he’d survive, they found him half alive
Along the track in the wreck of the Fireball Mail
He asked them to send a message to all his kin
And to his darling waiting with her wedding veil

There’s a small cottage new, I bought for me and you
I furnished it for you with love in great detail
Darling, now it’s yours alone, for soon I’ll be gone
Remember me and the wreck of the Fireball Mail

Kingwood Kowboy


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