INTRO
Hey, hey, on the Santa Field
Hey, hey, on the Santa Field
When I leave the Southern, said I'm goin' on the Santa Field
"Operator, train must I ride?
Operator, train must I ride?"
"Don't make no difference, yes, since you can satisfy."
I'm sing this song, then I ain't gonna sing no more
Gonna sing this song, then I ain't gonna sing no more
Says, my babe done called me, and I swear I done got to go
Ain't gon' tell nobody what the Santa Fe has done for me
Ain't gonna tell nobody what the Santa Fe has done for me
Took away my good girl and come and got my used-to-be
Shine on, silver moon, shine on
Shine on, silver moon, shine on
Says, I know you'll be shinin' when I'm dead and gone
On the mountain, tried to keep my way
On the mountain, tried to keep my way
Said, the rocks and the gravel whupped me all in my face
I'm gwine, I'm gwine, said to wear you off my mind
I'm gwine, I'm gwine for to wear you off my mind
It keeps me worried and bothered all the time
If I had me, a Heaven of my own
If I had me, Heaven of my own
These brown-skinned women'd be settin' all around my throne
Got the same old fireman, the same old engineer
Got the same old fireman, the same old engineer
They took my babe, and they left me standing here