| Song | Freight Train Blues |
| Artist | Roy Acuff |
| Album | The Essential Roy Acuff |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| I was born in dixie in a boomer抯 shack, | |
| Just a little old shanty by a railroad track, | |
| The humminof the drivers was my lullaby, | |
| And a freight train whistle taught me how to cry. | |
| Chorus: I抳e got the freight train blues, lordy, lordy, lordy, | |
| Got 抏m in the bottom of my ramblin shoes, | |
| And when that whistle blows, | |
| I抳e gotta go, oh! lordy! guess | |
| I抦 never gonna lose, | |
| The mean old freight train blues. now my pappy was a fireman and my mammy dear, | |
| Was the only daughter of an engineer, | |
| My sister married a brakeman and it ain抰 no joke, | |
| Now it抯 a shame the way she keeps a good man broke. | |
| Chorus: I抳e got the freight train blues, lordy, lordy, lordy, | |
| Got 抏m in the bottom of my ramblin shoes, | |
| And when the whistle blows, | |
| I抳e gotta go, oh! lordy! guess | |
| I抦 never gonna lose, | |
| The mean old freight train blues. |
| I was born in dixie in a boomer zha shack, | |
| Just a little old shanty by a railroad track, | |
| The hummin of the drivers was my lullaby, | |
| And a freight train whistle taught me how to cry. | |
| Chorus: I ni e got the freight train blues, lordy, lordy, lordy, | |
| Got wan m in the bottom of my ramblin shoes, | |
| And when that whistle blows, | |
| I ni e gotta go, oh! lordy! guess | |
| I bing never gonna lose, | |
| The mean old freight train blues. now my pappy was a fireman and my mammy dear, | |
| Was the only daughter of an engineer, | |
| My sister married a brakeman and it ain yang no joke, | |
| Now it zha a shame the way she keeps a good man broke. | |
| Chorus: I ni e got the freight train blues, lordy, lordy, lordy, | |
| Got wan m in the bottom of my ramblin shoes, | |
| And when the whistle blows, | |
| I ni e gotta go, oh! lordy! guess | |
| I bing never gonna lose, | |
| The mean old freight train blues. |
| I was born in dixie in a boomer zhā shack, | |
| Just a little old shanty by a railroad track, | |
| The hummin of the drivers was my lullaby, | |
| And a freight train whistle taught me how to cry. | |
| Chorus: I nǐ e got the freight train blues, lordy, lordy, lordy, | |
| Got wán m in the bottom of my ramblin shoes, | |
| And when that whistle blows, | |
| I nǐ e gotta go, oh! lordy! guess | |
| I bǐng never gonna lose, | |
| The mean old freight train blues. now my pappy was a fireman and my mammy dear, | |
| Was the only daughter of an engineer, | |
| My sister married a brakeman and it ain yāng no joke, | |
| Now it zhā a shame the way she keeps a good man broke. | |
| Chorus: I nǐ e got the freight train blues, lordy, lordy, lordy, | |
| Got wán m in the bottom of my ramblin shoes, | |
| And when the whistle blows, | |
| I nǐ e gotta go, oh! lordy! guess | |
| I bǐng never gonna lose, | |
| The mean old freight train blues. |