You see that train, running fast, roll on down the line
See that train, roll on down the line
I lived near these tracks, almost all my lifeWell, there's money in that rich folk's mail that I'll never see
There's money in there, that I'll never see
Can't ride no train, this hobo's ride for freeWell I work all day, slave away but my money's not my own
I work all day but my money's not my own
Feed the kids, rest goes on the loanWhen I sleep at night, toss and turn, I'm dreaming about Jesse James
When I sleep at night, I'm dreaming about Jesse James
Hold up that train, brother ride awayWhen I lay there awake staring, Ned Kelly's on my mind
When I lay there awake, Ned Kelly's on my mind
Pull up them tracks, let them rich folks rideWell I put on my hat, put up my boots and whispered my wife's name
put on my hat and whispered my wife's name
got my 4.10 I went to meet the trainWell I'm on the track my rifle's cocked but she ain't slowing down
I'm on the track but she ain't slowing down
She ain't gonna stop, poor boy's heaven bound