My latest sun is sinking fast my race is nearly run My strongest trials now are past my triump has began Oh come angel band come and around me stand Bear
mind But as long as this rattler takes me around Ain't one woman gonna tie me down Ridin' the Atlantic Coastal Line Hear that lonesome whistle whine Alabama and Caroline Florida Georgia and
Well a hundred years from now I won't be crying A hundred years from now I won't be blue And my heart will have forgotten that she broke every vow
blues But now they?re gone I?m on a big black freight train And we?re movin' on I?m on a big black train and I?m movin' on I?m on a big black train and
gonna leave 'em high and dry gonna take another ride with Clyde Oh the bullets flew... [ banjo ] Bonnie said Clyde we had better lay low We are trapped heres and
washed to the sea Yes and how many years can some people exist before they're allowed to be free Yes and how many times can a man turn his head and pretend
babe I'm bound to ride don't you wanna go [ banjo ] Standin' on the corner ten thousand miles from home Studded bout them good times done past and gone
tail I thought I could never be blue I thought I'd been kissed and I thought I'd been loved That was before I met you I wanted to ramble and
Mae I'll get even some day I'm the best hammer swinger on this big section gang Big Bill Johnson is my name Lord this hammer that I swing for a dollar and
mother had And I knew that scar on his cheek and his evil eye He was big and bent and gray and old And I looked at him and my blood ran cold And I said
to wait dear It will only ruin your life I see Now please don't wait for me, darling We could never be happy I know I'll always be a next convict And
Come and listen to a story 'bout a man named Jed Poor mountaineer barely kept his family fed Then one day he was shooting for some food, And up through
the mountain that she's got to climb Bringing in the Georgia mail Ninety miles an hour and she's gaining speed Listen to the whistle moan and wail,
There's a well beaten path in the old mountainside Where I wandered when I was a lad And I wandered alone to the place I call home In those Blueridge
see that blue-eyed girl she's the sweetest in the world And the cabin in the hills of Caroline. And when it's late at night and the moon is shinin' bright And
There's a happy childhood home in my memory I can see Standing out upon the hill 'neath the shadow of the tree If I only had my way it would give my heart
of eyes as blue as the sky And that's why each night there's tears on my pillow I'm dreaming of your two baby blue eyes Now when day is done and
