While walking through the railroad yard on a cold and a rainy night
I saw a string of old box cars as it pulled out of sight
I heard the whistle blowing, just as sad as anything
And it made me think of Cisco and the songs he used to sing
Fare thee well, Cisco, fare thee well
Here for just a while, gone a-many a mile
Fare thee well Cisco, fare thee well
He walked down every highway in this great and mighty land
He sang the songs of what he saw; he sang for every man
He had no truck with nonsense; he sang 'em straight and plain
He got his greatest music from the whistle of a train
Fare thee well, Cisco, fare thee well
Here for just a while, gone a-many a mile
Fare thee well Cisco, fare thee well
Well I dreamed that me and Cisco, we were standing in some town
The good clean air was in our lungs and the sun was a-shining down
He said "This land has lots of room; it stretches far and wide
There's a lonesome parade at six-oh-eight
Let's grab that train and ride"
Fare thee well, Cisco, fare thee well
Here for just a while, gone a-many a mile
Fare thee well Cisco, fare thee well
Well he rambled 'round with Woody just to see what he could see
And when the Fascist tide was high he rambled out to sea
And everywhere he rambled, he made friends of many men
And Cisco's friends can tell us we won't see his kind again
Fare thee well, Cisco, fare thee well
Here for just a while, gone a-many a mile
Fare thee well Cisco, fare thee well
Fare thee well, Cisco, fare thee well