Headed for the station with a pack on my I'm tired of in the back of a hack I love to hear the rhythm of the clickety
And the lonesome whistle, see the smoke from the stack I pal with democratic fellas named Mac So me right back to the track, Jack
Choo choo, choo choo Whoo whoo, whoo whoo choo, choo choo ch'boogie Take me back to the track, Jack
We reach the but alas and alack We need conversation to get back in the black You take a mornin' paper from the top of the
And read the situations from the front to the The only job that's open a man with a knack So put it back in the rack, Jack
choo, choo choo ch'boogie Whoo whoo, whoo ch'boogie Choo choo, choo choo me right back to the track, Jack
I'm gonna down by the railroad track And live the life of in a beaten down shack So when I hear the whistle I can peek the crack
the train rollin' when it's ballin' the jack For I just learned the rhythm of the clickety So take me right back to the track,
Choo choo, choo ch'boogie Whoo whoo, whoo ch'boogie choo, choo choo ch'boogie Take me right to the track, Jack
Alright Jack, whoo, oi
choo, choo choo ch'boogie Whoo whoo, whoo ch'boogie Choo choo, choo ch'boogie Take me back to the track, Jack
Choo choo, choo ch'boogie Whoo whoo, whoo ch'boogie Choo choo, choo ch'boogie Take me right to the track