all aboard this train headed for points northwest can almost hear the whistle boys there she is comin around that old curve now that old black smoke comin and let s get in this here empty gondola here you don t mess with me boy look out amarillo a lonely spot i know where no man will go where the shadows have all the room i was riding free on that old s p humming a southern tune when a man came along made me hush my song kicked me off away out there as she pulled out of sight i turned to the right the left and everywhere all i could see was a cactus tree a prairie dog playing there i watched the prairie dog eat on the tumbleweed that s his home away out there ee oo ee dle dee dee ho oo lay dee ee dee ee oo ee dle dee dee ho ho lay dee ee dee then i threw down my load in the desert road rested my weary legs too watched the sinking sun make the tall shadows run across that barren plain then i hummed a tune to the rising moon he gets lonesome way out there then i closed my eyes to the starlit skies lost myself in dreams i dreamed the desert sand was a milk and honey land then i awoke with the dawn there s a train coming back on the one way track going to take me away from here  ee oo ee dle dee dee ho oo lay dee ee dee ee oo ee dle dee dee ho ho lay dee ee dee