carry his guitar in a gunny sack Go sit up in the trees by the railroad track The engineer has seen him sittin' in the shade Strummin' to the rhythm
guitar in a gunny sack And sit beneath the trees by the railroad track Oh, the engineers used to see him sitting in the shade Stroming to the rhythm
in a gunny sack and sit beneath the trees by the railroad track. oh, the engineers used to see him sitting in the shade, playing to the rhythm that the
I got the belt What the deal, huh? Swing low, sweet chariot I walk the Underground Railroad with Harriett Just a slave to the rhythm, victims I'm like
locomotion A-chug-a-chug a motion like a railroad train now Come on baby do the locomotion Do it nice and easy now and don't lose control A little bit of rhythm
to carry his guitar in a gunny sack He sit beneath the tree by the railroad track The engineer would see him sittin' in the shade Strummin' with the rhythm
engineers Ride their father's magic carpets made of steel Mothers with their babes asleep are rockin' to the gentle beat And the rhythm of the rails is
Headed for the station with a pack on my back I'm tired of transportation in the back of a hack I love to hear the rhythm of the clickety clack And hear
to carry his guitar in a gunny sack Go sit beneath the tree by the railroad track Old engineer sitting in the shade Strumming with the rhythm that the
engineers Ride their daddy's magic carpet make of steel Mothers with their babes asleep Are rockin' to the gentle beat And the rhythm of the rails is
Headin? for the station with a pack on my back I?m tired of transportation in the back of my hack I love to hear the rhythm of the clickety clack And
in a gunny sack [Well] sit beneath the trees by the railroad track. Oh, the engineers used to see him sitting in the shade, Strumming with the rhythm
carry his guitar in a gunny sack, sit beneath the trees by the railroad track. Oh sitting and a-playing in the shade, drumming to the rhythm that
year for me. When all I feared just disappeared so suddenly. They got their tickets for the train. Raised their weapons and took aim. Laughing from the railroad
Billy was born in a one room shack On the Tennessee line by the railroad track Caught a bad fever and he went blind And his daddy ran off about the same
said if you wanna know who this is talking Meet down by the railroad crossing Baby, look at those clouds, oh, it's too wet to plow And with the rhythm
) A chug-a chug-a motion like a railroad train, now (Come on baby, do the Loco-motion) Do it nice and easy, now, don't lose control A little bit of rhythm
headin' for or been If I don't get caught by a railroad guard I'll sleep tonight in a lumber yard in the next old town she pulls in Listen to rhythm
