Boxcar Willie Last Train To Heaven
I'll ride that last train to heaven On rails of solid gold In a boxcar lined with satin Where the nights are never cold Where a hobo 's always welcome Even in his ragged clothes I'll ride that last train to heaven When the final whistle blows.
Well I set in hobo jungles From Maine to New Orleans I've heard ole timers tell the tale Of a train they hope to see There'll be a long black steamer That shines just like the sun With a thousand miles of boxcars Behind engine number one.
I'll ride that last train to heaven On rails of solid gold In a boxcar lined with satin Where the nights are never cold Where a hobo 's always welcome Even in his ragged clothes I'll ride that last train to heaven When the final whistle blows.
All the hobos will be waitin' No more sleepin' on the ground With his hand upon the throttle There'll be no puttin' down This ride is just for hobos They'll come from all around When that train gets down to her last run Destination heaven bound
I'll ride that last train to heaven On rails of solid gold In a boxcar lined with satin Where the nights are never cold Where a hobo 's always welcome Even in his ragged clothes I'll ride that last train to heaven When the final whistle blows.
I'll ride that last train to heaven When the final whistle blows.
