FC
She's a railroad lady, just a little bit shady,
G7CC7
Spending her days on the train.
FC
She's a semi good looker, but the fast rails they took 'er,
G7FG7C
Now she's tryin', just tryin' to get home again.
CC7C
South Station in Boston to the freight yards of Austin,
G7
From the Florida sunshine to the New Orleans rain.
CC7FC
Now that the rail packs have taken the best tracks,
G7CC7
She's tryin', just tryin' to get home again.
[Chorus]
CG7FC
Once a highballin' loner, he thought he could own 'er,
G7
Bought her a fur coat and a big diamond ring.
CC7FC
She hocked them for cold cash, left town on the Wabash,
G7CC7
Never thinkin', never thinkin' of home 'way back then.
CC7FC
But the rails are now rusty, the dining cars dusty,
G7
The gold plated watches have taken their toll.
CC7FC
The railroads are dying, and the lady, she's crying,
G7CC7
On a bus to Kentucky, and home that's her goal.
[Chorus]
FC
She's a railroad lady, just a little bit shady,
G7CC7
Spending her life on the trains.
FC
Once a Pullman car trav'ler, now the brakeman won't have her,
G7FG7C
She's tryin', just tryin' to get home again.
CG7FG7CFG7C
Yeah, on a bus to Kentucky, then home once again.