all around the water tank waiting for a train a thousand miles away from home sleeping in the rain i walked up to a brakeman just to give him a line of talk he said if you ve got money i ll see that you don t walk well i haven t got a nickel not a penny can i show he said get off you railroad bum and he slammed the boxcar door well he put me off in texas a place i dearly love the wide open spaces all around me the moon and stars above nobody seems to want me nor to lend me a helping hand i m on my way from frisco heading back to dixie land my pocketbook is empty my heart is willed with pain i m a thousand miles away from home just waiting for a train