Where were you, where were you, when that Katy whistle blow?
Where were you, where were you, when that Katy whistle blow?
Says, I was standin' at the crossin', wishin' to the Good Lord that I couldn't go
Lord, that Katy train is a low-down, triflin' old thing
Lord, that Katy train is a low-down, triflin' old thing
Lord, she taken my woman and she left me all in a strain
If I just can holler like that Katy can blow
If I just can holler like that Katy can blow
Then I would call my baby, baby, and I would not have to go
Hummed, during 8-bar solo: Uhh, ohh, mm, yeah, umm uhh
If I just can holler like that Katy can blow
I've got up this mornin', couldn't hardly put on my shoes
I've got up this mornin', couldn't hardly put on my shoes
I thought about that Katy and I couldn't get in my blues