I was riding Number 9
Heading south from Caroline
I heard that lonesome whistle blow
I got in trouble, had to roam
I left my gal and left my home

I heard that lonesome whistle blow

Just a kid, acting smart
I went and broke my darling´s heart
I guess I was too young to know
They took me off the Georgia Main
Locked me to a ball and chain
I heard that lonesome whistle blow

All alone I bear the shame
I´m a number, not a name
I heard that lonesome whistle blow
All I do is sit and cry
When that evening train goes by
I heard that lonesome whistle blow

I´ll be locked here in this cell
Till my body´s just a shell

And my hair turns whiter than snow
I´ll never see that gal of mine
I´m in Georgia doing time
I heard that lonesome whistle blow

Cette chanson est une reprise. Sa version originale a été créée par
Hank Williams