I hid out,in a boxcar,on a slow train,heading west
Dressed like a railman,so not to seem conspicous
The train whistled four times,indicating,
a track change,
So I hopped off in Albertie,near Portage and Main.
Chorus
Ride the rails heading west,to the town I love best,
I can only tell myself,good luck to the rest.
Ride the rails,ride the rails,to the city out west.
(Ride the rails to that city I love best.)
omit from last Chorus.
Verse2
The folk there are gentle, the women so nice
The Hospitality Inn,I sought for a bite,
A bar in the Cabaret,to quench a mans thirst,
Cigars on the pillow,and a rack of clean shirts,
Chorus
There's the place that's just right,
for a tuckered mans head,
With a doubled up mattress,on a four postered bed,
Sheets of pure silk,a feathered pillow to match,
Tattered and tired I lay down to rest.
Chorus,then last line,{Slowly}
Ride the rails to the city,for my final rest.
, End
