No I don't think I'll ever get on a train again I'll just smile and wave at the engineer I'll put my guitar in a gunny sack And walk away and I won't back And when the whistle blows my name I'll say Whooo-oo-whooo I'm on my way home again No I don't think I'll ever come this way again I'll be content with the pictures in my mind I'll remember how that lonesome road Used to press my back like a heavy load And when the diesel calls my name I'll say Whooo-oo-whooo I'm on my way home again Monday I'll just sit and look out the window Tuesday I'll just spend the day drinking beer Wednesday will find me asleep at the TV The rest of the week will be free, free No I don't think I'll ever get on a train again I'll just smile and wave at the engineer I'll put my guitar in a gunny sack And walk away and I won't back And when the whistle blows my name I'll say Whooo whooo I'm on my way home again I say Whooo whooo I'm on my way home again Whooo whooo I'm on my way home again Whooo whooo I'm on my way home again...