The New Frisco Train Songtext
von Bukka White

Hey, the Frisco train, done stole my gal and gone
(I told you he′s gon' do that boy, ain′t nothin' to these Mississippi guys)

Hey, tell me woman, do you love your man?
(No, they don't love your man, boy)

Hey, it′s train time here, and I ain′t got my free ride

(Pull it, boy, pull it!)

Hey, thought I heard, them lovin' whistle ring
(Breeze along, boy, breeze along, going to Vicksburg in the cool of the evenin′!)


Hush, hush, I thought I heard 'em now
(That′s them ringin' boy, good God almighty)

(Ooh, listen at that bell, good God, makes me think about Itta Bena)
(Get your shoes, boy, and let′s go)
(Uh, let's catch it in the bend, we can't catch it at the corner)
(Goin′ in Alabama, now, and I know it)

Whoa, leave here walkin′, chances I may ride
(I know I'm gon′ ride, boy)
(I know if I can't catch it on the cross, I′m gon' catch it in the bend)
(I′m goin' to Georgia, too, boy)


Hey, I thought I heard that lovin' whistle blow
(That was it blowin′, boy)