The Golden Rocket

From old Montana down to Alabama I've been before and I'll travel again You trifling women can't keep a good man down You dealt the cards but you missed a play so hit the road and be on your way Goin' board the Golden Rocket and leave this town I was a good engine a running on time but baby I'm switching to another line So honey never hang your signal out for me I'm tired of running on the same old track, bought a one way ticket and I won't be back This Golden Rocket's gonna roll my blues away Hear that lonesome whistle blow that's your cue and by now you know That I got another true lover waiting in Tennessee This midnight special is a burning the rail so woman don't try to follow my trail This Golden Rocket's gonna blow my blues away Hear her thunder on through the night this Golden Rocket is a doin' me right And that sunny old southland sure is a part of me Now from your call board erase my name your fire went out you done lost your flame And this Golden Rocket is rolling my blues away That old conductor he seemed to know you done me wrong I was feelin' low For he yelled aloud we're over that Dixon Line The brakeman started singing a song said you're worried now but it won't be long This Golden Rocket is leaving your blues behind Then the porter yelled with his southern drawl, let's rise and shine good morning ya all And I sprang to my feet to greet the new born day When I kissed my baby in the station door the whistle blew like it never before Of the Golden Rocket that rolled my blues away