"All Aboard, Track 17, All Aboard'" 

YEEEHAAW 
Now this song is dedicated, 
To all the hard workin' pioneers of this country 
Setting out discovering the West 
Bringin' a railroad to where no man has ever been before. 
Johnny he worked on a railroad 
A poundin' on iron and steel 
Workin' his way out West now 
The only sure things his next meal 
America was young 
But she was a growin' 
Layin' tracks across the prairie 
Not knowing where they're going 
His mother didn't wanna' leave him 
But now he's in the West 
She said please don't go 
But he said if I don't I'll never rest 
It wasn't always easy 
Some of the boys died 
Johnny wrote her letters 
But received no replies 

Johnny he worked on a railroad 
A poundin' on iron and steel 
Workin' his way out West now 
The only sure things his next meal 

Johhny reached San Francisco 
Tired and broke without a dime 
Started panning for gold 
Just a hopin' he would find 
The gold wasn't a rushin' 
But Johnny kept on minin' 
Trying to send his mama something 
With the letters he was signing 
Then one day Johnny finally got a reply 
When he opened mama's letter 
He began to cry 
She's a writin' from her deathbed 
And this is what she said 
Please don't be mad at me son, 
'Ccause tomorrow I'll be dead 

Johnny he worked on a railroad 
A poundin' on iron and steel 
Workin' his way out West now 
The only sure things his next meal
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