Walkin' Down The Road

well, I'm walkin' down the road with my hat on my head
 had to leave my mama in my big brass bed
 well, sun is shinin' on me and you know it sure feels fine
 Lord, I made it to the station with my suitcase in my hand
 walked up to the window like a nat'ral born man
 said I sure do hope that choo-choo train runs on time
 (choo-choo, choo-choo)
 Lord, I sure do hope that choo-choo train runs on time
 well, these two dollar shoes, Lord, they hurt my feet,
 but that fifty-cent liquor, well it could not be beat
 and I see no reason, reason to be sad
 'cause I'm goin' where them cold, cold winds don't blow
 where the streams and rivers, Lord, they all run slow
 ain't no use in cryin', cryin' over what you had
 Lord, ain't no use in cryin', cryin over what you had
 (NATIONAL STEEL SOLO)
 (ahhh, ahhh)
 well, I'm walkin' down the road with my hat on my head
 had to leave my mama in my big brass bed
 well, sun is shinin' on me
 and you know it sure feels fine
 Lord, I made it to the station with my suitcase in my hand
 walked up to the window like a nat'ral born man
 said I sure do hope that choo-choo train runs on time
 (choo-choo, choo-choo)
 Lyrics are copyright 1972, 1975, Lost Cabin Music