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 bra*s bed 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 natural 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, no '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 Lord, ain't no use in cryin', cryin' over what you had Well, I'm walkin' down the road with my hat on my head Had to leave my mama in my big bra*s bed 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 natural 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