Poor Boy

Well I walked down to the railroad yard T' watch a train roll by Knew the train would roll that day But I did not know what time No I did not know what time, poor boy Did not know what time I knew the train would run that day But I did not know what time "Good morning Mr. Railroad Man What time does your train roll by?" "Nine-sixteen n' two-forty-four, twenty-five minutes 'til five." At nine-sixteen, two-forty-four, twenty-five minutes 'til five. "Thank you Mr. Railroad Man I wanna watch your train roll by." I'm standing on a platform Smoking a big cigar Waiting for some old freight train Carrying an empty car I rode her down to Danville town Got stuck on a Danville girl You bet your life she was a pearl She wore that Danville curl She wore her hat on the back of her head Like high told people all do The very next train come down that track Well I bid that gal adieu I bid that gal adieu, poor boys An' I bid that gal adieu The very next train come down that track Well I bid that gal adieu