| Song | Railroad Lady |
| Artist | Jimmy Buffett |
| Album | A White Sport Coat and a Pink Crustacean |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Written:Jimmy Buffett/Jerry Jeff Walker | |
| She's a railroad lady | |
| Just a little bit shady | |
| Spending her days on the train | |
| She's a semi-good looker | |
| The fast rails they took 'er | |
| Now she's tryin', just tryin' to get home again. | |
| South Station on Boston to the stockyards of Austin | |
| From the Florida sunshine to the New Orlean's rain | |
| Now that the railpacks | |
| Has taken the best tracks | |
| She's tryin', just tryin' to get home again. | |
| She's a railroad lady | |
| Just a little bit shady | |
| Spending her life on the trains | |
| Once a pullman car traveler | |
| Now the brakeman won't have 'er | |
| She's tryin', just tryin' to get home again. | |
| Once a high balling loner he thought he could own 'er | |
| He bought her a fur and a big diamond ring | |
| She hocked them for cold cash | |
| Left town on the Wabash | |
| Never thinking of home way back then. | |
| But the rails are now rusty | |
| The dining car's dusty | |
| The gold plated watches have taken their toll | |
| The railroads are dying | |
| And the lady she's crying | |
| On a bus to Kentucky and home that's her goal. | |
| She's a railroad lady | |
| Just a little bit shaky | |
| Spending her life on the train | |
| She's a semi-good looker | |
| But the fast rails the took 'er | |
| Now she' tryin', just tryin' to get home again. |
| Written: Jimmy Buffett Jerry Jeff Walker | |
| She' s a railroad lady | |
| Just a little bit shady | |
| Spending her days on the train | |
| She' s a semigood looker | |
| The fast rails they took ' er | |
| Now she' s tryin', just tryin' to get home again. | |
| South Station on Boston to the stockyards of Austin | |
| From the Florida sunshine to the New Orlean' s rain | |
| Now that the railpacks | |
| Has taken the best tracks | |
| She' s tryin', just tryin' to get home again. | |
| She' s a railroad lady | |
| Just a little bit shady | |
| Spending her life on the trains | |
| Once a pullman car traveler | |
| Now the brakeman won' t have ' er | |
| She' s tryin', just tryin' to get home again. | |
| Once a high balling loner he thought he could own ' er | |
| He bought her a fur and a big diamond ring | |
| She hocked them for cold cash | |
| Left town on the Wabash | |
| Never thinking of home way back then. | |
| But the rails are now rusty | |
| The dining car' s dusty | |
| The gold plated watches have taken their toll | |
| The railroads are dying | |
| And the lady she' s crying | |
| On a bus to Kentucky and home that' s her goal. | |
| She' s a railroad lady | |
| Just a little bit shaky | |
| Spending her life on the train | |
| She' s a semigood looker | |
| But the fast rails the took ' er | |
| Now she' tryin', just tryin' to get home again. |
| Written: Jimmy Buffett Jerry Jeff Walker | |
| She' s a railroad lady | |
| Just a little bit shady | |
| Spending her days on the train | |
| She' s a semigood looker | |
| The fast rails they took ' er | |
| Now she' s tryin', just tryin' to get home again. | |
| South Station on Boston to the stockyards of Austin | |
| From the Florida sunshine to the New Orlean' s rain | |
| Now that the railpacks | |
| Has taken the best tracks | |
| She' s tryin', just tryin' to get home again. | |
| She' s a railroad lady | |
| Just a little bit shady | |
| Spending her life on the trains | |
| Once a pullman car traveler | |
| Now the brakeman won' t have ' er | |
| She' s tryin', just tryin' to get home again. | |
| Once a high balling loner he thought he could own ' er | |
| He bought her a fur and a big diamond ring | |
| She hocked them for cold cash | |
| Left town on the Wabash | |
| Never thinking of home way back then. | |
| But the rails are now rusty | |
| The dining car' s dusty | |
| The gold plated watches have taken their toll | |
| The railroads are dying | |
| And the lady she' s crying | |
| On a bus to Kentucky and home that' s her goal. | |
| She' s a railroad lady | |
| Just a little bit shaky | |
| Spending her life on the train | |
| She' s a semigood looker | |
| But the fast rails the took ' er | |
| Now she' tryin', just tryin' to get home again. |