Coming down from Tennessee, riding on the line Studying ’bout my little darlin’, couldn’t keep from crying 
Chorus Honey babe I’m bound to ride . . . \ Don’t you want to go 
Going to Atlanta, just to look around If things don’t suit me, gonna hunt another town 
Working on a railroad, saving all I can Looking for that woman, that ain’t got no man 
Riding on a streetcar, looking over town Eatin’ salty crackers, ten cents a pound 
If I die a railroad man bury me under the tie So I can see old number four when she goes rollin’ by 
See that train a coming, coming round the bend Goodbye, my little darling, I’m on my way again 
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