Bound to Ride

Coming down from Tennessee, riding on the line
Studying 'bout my little darlin', couldn't keep from crying

Chorus
Honey babe I'm bound to ride . . . \
Don't you want to go

Going to Atlanta, just to look around
If things don't suit me, gonna hunt another town

Working on a railroad, saving all I can
Looking for that woman, that ain't got no man

Riding on a streetcar, looking over town
Eatin' salty crackers, ten cents a pound

If I die a railroad man bury me under the tie
So I can see old number four when she goes rollin' by

See that train a coming, coming round the bend
Goodbye, my little darling, I'm on my way again