All around the water tank, waiting for a train A thousand miles away from home, sleeping in the rain I walked up to a brakeman to give him a line of talk He says: If you've got money, I'll see that you don't walk I haven't got a nickel, not a penny can I show He said: Get off, you railroad bum and slammed the boxcar door
He put me off in Texas, a place I surely love Wide open spaces 'round me, the moon and stars above Nobody seems to want me or lend me a helping hand I'm on my way from Frisco, goin? back to Dixie Land My pocket book is empty and my heart is filled with pain I'm a 1000 miles away from home just waiting for a train