Southern Rail
Riding that Southern Rail,
farther on down the line
taking me all the way back,
to that sweetheart of mine

I've got my ticket in my hand
and to your arms I'm bound for sure
Mr. Engineer don't slow down
till you get to my baby's town

I can feel those wheels, tremble the floor
see that stack leaving a trail of smoke
Mr. Engineer don't slow down
there's just a few more miles to go