Written by 
John R. Cash and 
Billy Smith 
There's an engine at the station, the whistle calls my name 
It's callin', callin', callin', come and get aboard me aboard the train 
My baby's gone and 
I'm alone to live in misery 
I'm gonna call and make a reservation for me 
Gonna ride a blue train, gonna ride a blue train 
Gonna ride a blue train, gonna ride a blue train 
I'm gonna climb aboard and ride until 
I learn to smile 
I'll be knockin' out the blues while 
I'm knockin' out the miles 
With my guitar beating rhythm to click clack of the wheels 
I'm gonna sing the blues 'cause that's the way that 
I feel Gonna ride a blue train, gonna ride a blue train 
Gonna ride a blue train, gonna ride a blue train 
Conductor go and tell the man to shovel on the coal 
It doesn't seem half as bad as long as 
I can roll 
Give me another ticket and 
I'll stay and ride with you '
Cause there's nothing left to live for in this world we're rollin' through 
Gonna ride a blue train, gonna ride a blue train 
Gonna ride a blue train, gonna ride a blue train