462 coming down the line
steaming like a kettle
and the s**ers on time
waiting at the station with a friend of mine
got in with him she left me behind
Sweet corn shuck and boil
all my life been trouble and toil
working like a dog on the old railroad
sweet corn shuck and boil
Miss Molly Miss Molly she took me in
with a halfway glance and a cigarette grin
cornbread hair and a sapphire chin
never loved nothing as much as gin
Froze my bones on the corner pa**
drinking liquor and smoking gra**
got a bad head and a cold in my chest
by the time they found me I was damn near dead