From old montana down to alabam' i've been before and i'll travel again
you triflin' women can't keep a good man down
you dealt the cards but you missed a play so hit the road and be on your way
gonna board the golden rocket and leave this town
i was a good engine a runnin' on time but baby i'm switchin' to another line
so honey never hang your signal out for me
i'm tired of runnin' on the same old track
bought a one way ticket and i won't be back
this golden rocket's gonna roll my blues away
hear that lonesome whistle blow that's your cue and by now you know
that i got another true lover waitin' in tennessee
this midnight special is a burnin' the rail so woman don't try to follow my trail
this golden rocket's gonna blow my blues away
hear her thunder on through the night this golden rocket is a doin' me right
and that sunny old southland sure is a part of me
now from your call board erase my name your fire went out you done lost your flame
and this golden rocket is rollin' my blues away
that old conductor he seemed to know you done me wrong i was feelin' low
for he yelled aloud we're over that dixon line
the brakeman started singin' a song said you're worried now but it won't be long
this golden rocket is leavin' your blues behind
then the porter yelled with his southern drawl let's rise and shine good mornin' ya all
and i sprang to my feet to greet the new born day
when i kissed my baby in the station door the whistle blew like it never before
of the golden rocket that rolled my blues away