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