You see that train, running fast, roll on down the line See that train, roll on down the line I lived near these tracks, almost all my life Well, there's money in that rich folk's mail that I'll never see There's money in there, that I'll never see Can't ride no train, this hobo's ride for free Well I work all day, slave away but my money's not my own I work all day but my money's not my own Feed the kids, rest goes on the loan When I sleep at night, toss and turn, I'm dreaming about Jesse James When I sleep at night, I'm dreaming about Jesse James Hold up that train, brother ride away When I lay there awake staring, Ned Kelly's on my mind When I lay there awake, Ned Kelly's on my mind Pull up them tracks, let them rich folks ride Well I put on my hat, put up my boots and whispered my wife's name put on my hat and whispered my wife's name got my 4.10 I went to meet the train Well I'm on the track my rifle's co*ked but she ain't slowing down I'm on the track but she ain't slowing down She ain't gonna stop, poor boy's heaven bound