Good morning, Mister Railroadman.
What time do your trains roll by?
At nine sixteen and two forty-four
And twenty minutes till five.

It's nine sixteen and two forty-four,
Twenty minutes till five,
Thank-you Mister Railroadman,
I want to watch your trains roll by.
 
I sat down in a gamblin' game,
And I could not play my hand,
Just thinkin' about that woman I love,
Run away with another man.
 
Run away with another man, Poor Boy,
Run away with another man,
I was thinking about that woman I love,
Run away with another man.
 
Standing on a platform,
Smoking a cheap cigar,
Waiting for an old freight-train
That carries an empty car.
 
Well, I pulled my hat down over my eyes,
And I walked across the track,
And I caught me the end of an old freight train
And I never did come back.