www.stompindave.com/lyrics.htm

 

Frieght Train

Elizabeth Cotton

Freight train, Freight train, going so fast
Freight train, Freight train, going so fast
Please don't tell what train I'm on
They won't know where I'm gone

When I am dead and in my grave
No more good times here I crave
Place the stones at my head and feet
Tell them all that I've gone to sleep.

When I die, Lord, bury me deep
Way down on old Chestnut street
Then I can hear old number 9
As she comes rolling by

<alt>

Freight train, Freight train, run so fast
Freight train, Freight train, run so fast
Please don't tell what train I'm on
They won't know what route Iím on

 

www.stompindave.com