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In the heat of the day, down in Mobile, AlabamaWorkin' on the railroad with a steel drivin' hammerTryin' to get some money, get some brand new shoesTryin to find a lady, chase away my bluesHot and wasted Lord sweatin' in the sun'Cause I'm not a foreman 'till my work is all doneLater in the evening when the sun is sinking lowI'll be out there waitin' for the whistle to blowSittin' in the teepee smokin' out on the trackRollin' them bones (meaning dice) till my foreman get backSuddenly I hear the breakman up and shoutThere's a non-stop train comin' two miles outEverybody jumpin' and a scrambling aroundTryin to get the line an get the tee pee downRailroad owner's 'bout to go insaneTryin' to get the workers out the way of the trainHere come the engineer honk his hornHe got a non-stop train, we got to let it roll on! Aus Songtexte Mania