Ad Lib
I was a little boy
Back in West Virginia
We lived very close to a railroad track
And I remember I used to dream about them trains

And where they might go
And the people that worked on the trains
And the train made music
It made you feel good
I can remember sometimes
I could just stand off all by myself
And just get funky list´nin´ to the train
And I used to pick up a handful of gravels
And throw ‘em down on the ground for ties
Yeah and I´d make up songs
I´d sing

He was a railroad man
He was a railroad man
He was a railroad man
‘Til he stepped in front of the railroad train

He rode across the plains

He rode on a fruit freight train
The hauled bananas to Savannah
And wore bandannas made in Old Japan

He was a railroad man
He was a railroad man
He was a railroad man
‘Til he stepped in front of the railroad train

He used to change his name
To every place he came
His name was Tex when he´s in Texas
And Bangor when he went to Maine

He was a railroad man
He was a railroad man
He was a railroad man
‘Til he stepped in front of the railroad train

It´s all right
Say you know it´s all right
If you´ve ever been downtown
You know what I´m talkin´ ‘bout