Ry Cooder - Boomer's Story Lyrics
(traditional, adapted by ry cooder)Come and gather all around meListen to my tale of woeGot some good advice to give youLots of things you oughta knowTake a tip from one whos travelledAnd never stopped a-ramblin roundcause once you get the roamin feverYou never want to settle down, boyYou never want to settle downI met a little gal in friscoAnd I asked her to be my wifeTold her I was tired of roaminGoin to settle down for lifeThen I heard the whistle blowinAnd I knew it was the red ball trainAnd I left that gal beside the railroadAnd I never saw the gal again, boyI never saw the gal againSaw the gal againI never saw the gal againLeft that gal beside the railroadAnd I never saw the gal againTravelled all over the countryIve travelled everywhereI been on every branch line railroadAnd I never paid a nickel fareI been from maine to californyAnd from canada to mexicoI never tried to save no moneyAnd now I got no place to bo, boyNow I got no place to goListen to a boomers storyPay attention to what I sayWell, I hear another train a-cominGuess Ill be on my wayIf you wanna do me a favorWhen I lay me down and dieJust dig my grave beside the railroadSo I can hear the trains go by, boysSo I can hear the trains go byHear the trains goHear the trains go byJust dig my grave beside the railroadSo I can hear the trains go by
