Bound to Ride

Coming down from Tennessee, riding on the line

Thinking about the girl of mine, couldn't keep from crying

Riding on a streetcar, looking o'er the town

Eating saltine crackers, ten cents a pound

Working on a railroad, saving all I can

Looking for that woman, ain't got no man

If I die a railroad man, bury me under the ties

So I can see old number nine, as she goes rolling by

See that train a-coming, round the bend

Goodbye my little darling, I'm on my way again