The city lights twirl by like a carousel.
Hold on tight; we might just ride this thing to hell.
The tracks run out from underneath your sleeve,
And underneath that train that takes us into Tennessee.
Just give us a place to lay our heads,
And we'll ride these rails until we're dead.
We ain't gonna change for no man or state.
Full steam ahead!
It's Alabama by nightfall, Louisiana by dawn,
And freedom if the lawmen don't find out which train we're on.
We got no food for cookin'; the Sterno's just for light;
But the way it hits your cherry lips, it wets my appetite.
Just give us a place to lay our heads,
And we'll ride these rails until we're dead.
We ain't gonna change for no man or state.
Full steam ahead!
The jungle down in Baton Rouge is more than ya ever seen;
But tonight just shut your eyes, my love, and let it light your dreams.
Come this time tomorrow, we'll have rain in the whole damn camp.
It might be hell for a Christian, but it's heaven for a tramp.
Just give us a place to lay our heads,
And we'll ride these rails until were dead.
We ain't gonna change for no man or state.
Full steam ahead!
Just give us a place to lay our heads,
And we'll ride these rails until were dead.
We ain't gonna change for no man or state.
Full steam ahead!