All around the water tank, waitin’ for a train
A thousand miles away from home, sleeping in the rain
I walked up to the brakeman, just to give him a line of talk
He said if you’ve got money, I’ll see that you don’t walk
I haven’t got a nickel, not a penny to my name
Get off, get off you railroad bum, and he slammed the boxcar door
He put me off in Texas, the place I dearly love
Wide open spaces all around me, the moon and stars up above
Nobody seemed to want me, or lend me a helping hand
I’m on my way from Frisco, I’m going back to Dixie land
Though my pocket book is empty, and my heart is full of pain
I’m a thousand miles away from home, waiting for a train