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[Verse]
GHeaded for the station with a pack on my back, GTired of transportation in the back of a hack. I Clove to hear the rhythm of the clickety clack, And Ghear the lonesome whistle,
See the smoke from the stack,
DPal around with democratic fellows named Mack, So, Gtake me right back to the track, Jack
[Bridge]
CChoo-choo, choo-choo ch? boogie, GWoo-woo, woo-woo ch? boogie. CChoo-choo, choo-choo ch? boogie, GTake me right back to the track, Jack.
GReached my destination, but alas & alack, GI need some compensation to get back in the black. I Ctake the morning paper from the top of the stack, And Gread the situation from the front to the back. The Donly job that?s open takes a man with a knack, So Gput it right back in the rack, Jack. [Bridge]
Well, I Ghum to the rhythm of the railroad track, GAnd lead the life of Riley in a beaten-down shack. And Cwhen I hear the whistle,
I can peep through the crack,
And Gwatch the train a?-rollin? While she?s ballin? the jack. You Dknow I love the rhythm of the clickety clack. So Gtake me right back to the track.