Come Along and Ride this Train lyrics

Pick a lot o'cotton drag a long sack comin' across the field well I see Boss Jack

He's a ridin' straddle of a single foot roan

When you know that horse you'll leave him alone
The ole roan's got green in his eyes mean as the devil and twice as wise

A fire in his nose and a bow in his back can't nobody ride him but Boss Jack

As I walked by the lake one day by chance my Dorraine passed my way

Then she and I walked hand in hand on the banks of Ponchartrain

I pinned a flower on her heart I swore we'd never be apart

She vowed her love forever and as I kissed her did the same
Dorraine my Dorraine my dark haired little angel my belle of Ponchartrain

My pappy said when I was seventeen you're six feet tall and your face is clean

And it don't look right for a boy that old to not make a livin' loadin' coal

Loadin' coal loadin' coal I'm a double first cousin to a dad blamed mole
Never get rich for to save my soul and forty 'leven years a loadin' coal loadin' coal

I lived on a farm out in Iowa I pulled the corn and I worked in the hay

Got trapped by a girl but I wiggled free heard the Oregon timber callin' me
Will you tell me somethin' Mr Lumberjack is it one for forward and three for back

Is it two for stop or four for go boy ask a whistle punk I don't know

Well I learned this fact from a logger named Ray you don't cut timber on a windy day

Old Apache squaw how many long lean years you saw

How many bitter winter nights shiverin' in a cold teepee shiverin' in a cold teepee
Old Apache squaw how many hungry kids you saw

How many bloody warriors runnin' to the sea fleein' to the sea

Well now they tell me that you saw Cochise when he made his last stand

He was just an old country doctor in a little country town

Fame and fortune had passed him by though we never saw him frown

As day by day in his kindly way he'd serve us one and all

Many a patient forgot to pay although Doc's fees were small
Though he needed his dimes and there were times that he'd receive a fee

He'd pass it onto some poor soul that needed it worse than he

I ride an old paint he's on the worryside

And I'm a saddle tramp about to cross the great divide

Where there's grass in the coolies and water in the drawl
And the forty pound saddle won't make us both raw

Slow rider slow rider move on a little more

The sky boss is waitin' at the big ranch house door

I can't help but missin' the daughters that I had

My papa was a hobo when they delivered me

We didn't have a doctor cause he couldn't pay the fee

But when the goin' got too bad to ease his misery
Papa played the dobro this a way and he'd go

[ dobro ]

When company would come around he kept the dobro hid

He knew he couldn't play the way the other players did

Why the guitar's resonator was a gallon bucket lid