| I was a brakeman out on the Texas Line | |
| I was a brakeman out on the Texas Line | |
| Never had the blues | |
| I was happy all the time. | |
| Met a pretty Mama, from San Antonio | |
| Met a pretty Mama, from San Antonio | |
| She had big blue eyes | |
| That would knock a groundhog cold. | |
| She said she loved me, trusted her like a fool | |
| She said she loved me, trusted her like a fool | |
| But I soon found out | |
| That she broke the Golden Rule. | |
| Then one bright night, the moon was a-shining down | |
| Then one bright night, the moon was a-shining down | |
| And I caught my two-time | |
| Mama turning her Daddy down. | |
| I’m through with women, no more gals from me | |
| I’m through with women, no more gals from me | |
| Gon’t to hop a freight | |
| Back to good old Tennessee. |
| I was a brakeman out on the Texas Line | |
| I was a brakeman out on the Texas Line | |
| Never had the blues | |
| I was happy all the time. | |
| Met a pretty Mama, from San Antonio | |
| Met a pretty Mama, from San Antonio | |
| She had big blue eyes | |
| That would knock a groundhog cold. | |
| She said she loved me, trusted her like a fool | |
| She said she loved me, trusted her like a fool | |
| But I soon found out | |
| That she broke the Golden Rule. | |
| Then one bright night, the moon was ashining down | |
| Then one bright night, the moon was ashining down | |
| And I caught my twotime | |
| Mama turning her Daddy down. | |
| I' m through with women, no more gals from me | |
| I' m through with women, no more gals from me | |
| Gon' t to hop a freight | |
| Back to good old Tennessee. |
| I was a brakeman out on the Texas Line | |
| I was a brakeman out on the Texas Line | |
| Never had the blues | |
| I was happy all the time. | |
| Met a pretty Mama, from San Antonio | |
| Met a pretty Mama, from San Antonio | |
| She had big blue eyes | |
| That would knock a groundhog cold. | |
| She said she loved me, trusted her like a fool | |
| She said she loved me, trusted her like a fool | |
| But I soon found out | |
| That she broke the Golden Rule. | |
| Then one bright night, the moon was ashining down | |
| Then one bright night, the moon was ashining down | |
| And I caught my twotime | |
| Mama turning her Daddy down. | |
| I' m through with women, no more gals from me | |
| I' m through with women, no more gals from me | |
| Gon' t to hop a freight | |
| Back to good old Tennessee. |